Am I running too fast?

I have a pain in my bum.

Again.

I've done a better job tracking my pace since starting this Half-Mary training thing, and also thanks to my sister's handy excel document-tationing.

Today I ran a 6.38 pace up two hills.

And on Monday, when the pain started, I ran a 5.97 pace.

I was in a hurry because I had to do this:

When I left for my run she was already whining and begging. So I hurried back to walk her.

During our walk, we scared a hawk out of a tree.

Or, it thought my dog was a squirrel, and decided to attack.

I begged it not to eat my squirrel-dog and it flew away.

Then, I blew a rainbow out of my magic hands.

I'm a care bear.

This post totally makes sense.