Rec Plex rant

I was having a terrible indoor 6-miler this eve.  nOObs all over the track.  While running past some I was being sincere when telling them to move to the outside, but being breathless and sweaty doesn't make these discussions nice.  I scared the crap out of a threesome walking the entire width of the track at one point.  I felt like a heel.

My 6-miler was supposed to be my goal MP (8:30), but it turned out way different:

1st mile: 7:44

2nd: 8:35
3rd: 7:39
4th: 7:57
5th: 8:11
6th: 8:29

I think it was the the extra meatloaf sitting in my stomach.  I should have waited another hour to run.  I did however meet another marathoner, Dave, who I hope to run with again.  He caught up to me at the beginning of mile 5.  We chatted about the running club and our where abouts to run.