Should Run More So I Can Eat Biscuits

So I'm still waiting on my shoes. Maybe April 5thish.

Yesterday I ran 5 miles. First mile was easy. Second mile was eh. Third mile was more eh.
Fourth mile, my legs decided they just didn't want to move. I was actually "running" at 3.7mph at one point. I was so happy to see 5.0 come up on the dreadmill.

I made biscuits yesterday. That was a bad move. They were really good; so good I ate 4 of the 10 yesterday. That is the one thing I wish I could parlay into a business...baking. But not a bakery. Plus I would have to learn to make things pretty (I can make an awesome cake, but cannot frost it pretty to save my life). But when asked to bring something to a family affair, how often do people just go grab something at Kroger or Publix? Or maybe that's just my family. I would just like people to call and say, "Hey, Al. Going to dinner at so and so's and I'm tasked to bring a dessert. Can you whip me up a cake or a tart?" No prob. (You know, no taxes,no health dept., just straight pay). And not all that Ace of Cake where you care about the look of the cake and forget about the taste (don't they look dry)? Just June-Cleaver-I-whipped-this-up cake.

So I thought insomnia wouldn't play a role last night. I fell asleep at 8pm. Woke up at 11. Awake until 230ish. Then back to bed.

This morning I got up and went to the gym. 3 miles. My fastest training 3 miles yet. 38:13. Each 5 minutes got progressively faster. Started at 4.4mph, and ended at 5.1 mph. This is the easiest way for me to run 3 miles. Plus music was on shuffle so I heard all types of songs on my iPod. Lots of Pet Shop Boys. So this running was different than last weeks bc last week's 3 miler started at 4.3 and ended at 5.0 mph.

Other than that, nothing else is new. I'll probably make the dogs some cookies tomorrow. They are almost out of treats.