Morrissey, "You're the One For Me, Fatty"
WX at 1000: 69.1 (20.6) DP 46.0 (7.8) BP 30.07 (1018) S 18 clear RH 44
Odometer 4: 54.4mi
Z4.
Slowest PT test I've ever run, again. The goal was to exceed 70 points, which I did. This is fucking pathetic. I did remark on the windspeed this morning, so that probably had something to do with it also.
My single parenting has destroyed my running, and today was testament to that destruction. I can pass the PT test. I can max, with comparative ease, the first two events, so that has not changed, much.
I find it ultimately ironic that the event that should be my weakest (push-ups, which is supposed to measure upper-body strength) is by far and away my strongest. The event on which I work the most is the one by far and away my weakest. What the fuck?
15:22, holy fucking shit.
Still, the standard is 180. I exceeded 60 points in every event, and I really have no pride in results, so fuck it. I passed, that's the only thing that matters.
Splits
Pushups: 78 in 1:01 (voluntary stop)
Situps: 78 in 1:42 (voluntary stop)
2 Mile Run:
SGMT AGGRG SEGMT PERMI AVGPC DIST
1.00 07:23 07:23 07:23 07:23 1.00
1.00 15:22 07:59 07:59 07:41 2.00
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