Friday the 13th is now the luckiest day of the whole year

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Yesterday’s Friday the 13th “faster pace” run.


What if someone was bold enough to proclaim that Friday the 13th is no longer bad luck? In fact, they’d even go as far as saying Friday the 13th is the luckiest day of the whole year.

Wanted to run much farther than five miles yesterday (Friday, February 13, 2015).

A busy morning schedule made compromise the only option. Five miles no longer feels like a serious run – too short, but at least it was a five-miler that felt valuable.

(Photo above: After 1st warmup mile, the next four miles are 8min/mile or quicker, without too much effort.)

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Prior to retirement, five miles was always considered an amazing run.


Hello Lane 8 readers.  It’s 3:30PM here in Central Florida.  It’s also Friday.  Woo-hoo!

However, I’m sick and just woke up.  There may be a post here later today, but it’s doubtful.  Need to fall back to sleep.

Sleep is a great painkiller.

For now, thank you for visiting and wishing you a great Friday, full of good health and a good workout, and good choices with your food, and your rest.

Workouts are anything that challenges you to use your body at least a little more than usual.  As simple as parking in the back of the parking lot versus the front.


Friday we went to Twistee Treat, like we always do, and our order came out the drive thru window, like it always does (without ordering).

The friendly Twistee Treat employee, Lori (may or may not be her real name), asked, “How’d it go?”

We’ve been going to Twistee Treat for four years and Lori was always there on Mondays and Fridays.  For the past year or so though, Lori has a different schedule, we rarely see her.

Quickly, my brain started working overtime to remember what Lori was referring to.  Nothing.

So I sort of embarrassingly asked Lori, “How’d what go?”

“The track meet.”

Then it hit me.  I gave Lori a Lane 8 business card at some point and must have described the Lane 8 vision.  You know, “If your goal isn’t impossible….I don’t care if I get the worst lane and come in last.”

Because I’ve had time to process, and have overcome the reluctance to just spit it out, I was able to come right out with it, “Forty-third.  In the world.”

“There were 5,300 athletes from 80 different countries.  In my event (400m) alone, there were 63 athletes aged 50-54.  Eight of them were Americans.  Seven made it to the semi-finals.  I was the one that didn’t.”

43rd. In the whole world.  Ya with me?