AM: 11 miles easy
I met up with Reed for our first run in a few months. I felt a little sluggish but otherwise OK from yesterday.
8.31.2011
8.30.2011
August 30
AM: 4 miles easy
PM: 8 x ~400m hill repeats - 12 miles
After an easy jog in the morning, I met Alex at the WaDuke parking lot for some hill repeats on the trail. Today was a challenge because I encountered two conditions I haven't seen much of since May: hills and heat/humidity. I buckled down and got through it, chasing Alex for most of them but running fairly consistently between 1:21-1:25. While I don't know how long the hill actually is exactly, the effort and consistency were certainly there.
PM: 8 x ~400m hill repeats - 12 miles
After an easy jog in the morning, I met Alex at the WaDuke parking lot for some hill repeats on the trail. Today was a challenge because I encountered two conditions I haven't seen much of since May: hills and heat/humidity. I buckled down and got through it, chasing Alex for most of them but running fairly consistently between 1:21-1:25. While I don't know how long the hill actually is exactly, the effort and consistency were certainly there.
8.29.2011
August 29
AM: 10 miles easy
I got in a relaxed but hot and muggy run in my mom's neighborhood before hitting the road for Durham this afternoon.
I got in a relaxed but hot and muggy run in my mom's neighborhood before hitting the road for Durham this afternoon.
8.28.2011
August 28 (60 miles/week)
AM: 18 miles easy
Valerie, Wilson and I made it to Atlanta last night. I took off in the morning from my mom's place, running a challenging route through Westminster and northwest Atlanta's hills. I averaged slightly over 7:00 pace, but that's really fine over that terrain and the climbing heat and humidity. I needed to sleep in this morning, and I didn't get started until almost 11:00 as a result. I stuck to the shade but was still totally wiped out by the end.
Tomorrow, we're headed back to Durham after being gone since May.
Valerie, Wilson and I made it to Atlanta last night. I took off in the morning from my mom's place, running a challenging route through Westminster and northwest Atlanta's hills. I averaged slightly over 7:00 pace, but that's really fine over that terrain and the climbing heat and humidity. I needed to sleep in this morning, and I didn't get started until almost 11:00 as a result. I stuck to the shade but was still totally wiped out by the end.
Tomorrow, we're headed back to Durham after being gone since May.
August 27
DNR
No running today. We were in some godforsaken part of Tulsa, and I really wanted to get on the road at a reasonable hour after coming in late last night.
No running today. We were in some godforsaken part of Tulsa, and I really wanted to get on the road at a reasonable hour after coming in late last night.
August 26
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| Magnolia Road |
I put "easy" in quotations because Valerie and I started our morning with Tyler my running the famous/infamous Magnolia Road in Boulder, which isn't all that easy in itself. Tyler and I were going 10 out-and-back, and Valerie was going 5.
Unfortunately, it wasn't the greatest run in the world for me, but I tried to not let that spoil the beautiful setting and first company I've had running all summer. Topping out at above 7,000 feet, I felt a little lethargic on the constant, rolling uphills on the way out, with heavy arms and legs. Just when I started feeling better on the net-downhill on the way back, I had some GI issues that necessitated some stops in the woods, giving an unfortunate spin on the run's nickname, "Dirty Ol' Mags." Tyler was patient enough to hang with me throughout while I attended to my various side-businesses.
Overall I'm really glad we went. It's stunningly beautiful up there, and it's easy to understand how someone can get obscenely fit training there on a weekly basis because of the rolling hills and altitude. I didn't feel my best up there today, but I'm already itching to get back.
We capped our Boulder visit off eating at the Village Coffee Shop. Tyler pointed out that, like Magnolia Road, this diner was also featured in "Running with the Buffaloes": a distance-running classic that I tore through in college. The three of us ended up chowing down on pancakes while chatting with the friendly owner before Valerie, Wilson and I faced another long drive to Tulsa, OK.
August 25
AM: 3k cutdown, 3:00 jog, 2 x 200m with :30 recovery, 4:00 jog, 2 x 200m with :30 recovery, 3:00 jog, 3k cutdown - 11 miles
PM: 5 miles easy
Today's workout was a tall challenge but such a relief to run a workout with someone else. I'm staying in Boulder, CO for a couple of nights while Valerie, Wilson and I are driving back to North Carolina from California, and we're staying with our friend and my former college teammate, Tyler McCandless, who's moved out to Colorado to run professionally for Mizuno. He invited me to tag along this morning, and we were joined with Tyler's training partner, Pat Rizzo, which meant that I was going to try to hang with a 2:17 and 2:15 marathoner, respectively, at altitude.
After a warmup, we met their coach, Brad Hudson, on the Boulder Creek path for a measured loop near Flatirons Golf Course. The workout was 2 sets of a 3k cutdown, starting at marathon/half marathon pace for the first 1k and ending at 10k/5k pace, followed by 8 x 200m with :30 rest. I planned just to hang on as long as possible and adjust as necessary.
We immediately went out in :72 for the first 400m, and I jokingly asked if I was getting altitude hazing so I'd go into debt nice and early. We came through the mile in just under 5:00, and Tyler and Pat began moving away. I came in a 9:42, feeling by all accounts better than expected but still already gassed.
After just two 200s, I was left gasping for air after the short rest, so I opted to break it into smaller sets. During the next 3k, I only made it 1k with Tyler and Pat around 5:00 pace before falling off hard and struggling home to 10:10. Coach Hudson politely suggested that I call it a day given that I've been running at sea level--not just this summer, but really always--and I not-so-reluctantly agreed, watching Pat and Tyler cruise the last set of 200s.
Overall, even though the morning workout was undeniably tough, it was cool to get to workout with some guys who are running and coaching at a really high level.
Tyler and I went out for another shake-out on the Mesa Trail, offering outstanding views of the mountains in this seemingly endless open space.
PM: 5 miles easy
Today's workout was a tall challenge but such a relief to run a workout with someone else. I'm staying in Boulder, CO for a couple of nights while Valerie, Wilson and I are driving back to North Carolina from California, and we're staying with our friend and my former college teammate, Tyler McCandless, who's moved out to Colorado to run professionally for Mizuno. He invited me to tag along this morning, and we were joined with Tyler's training partner, Pat Rizzo, which meant that I was going to try to hang with a 2:17 and 2:15 marathoner, respectively, at altitude.
After a warmup, we met their coach, Brad Hudson, on the Boulder Creek path for a measured loop near Flatirons Golf Course. The workout was 2 sets of a 3k cutdown, starting at marathon/half marathon pace for the first 1k and ending at 10k/5k pace, followed by 8 x 200m with :30 rest. I planned just to hang on as long as possible and adjust as necessary.
We immediately went out in :72 for the first 400m, and I jokingly asked if I was getting altitude hazing so I'd go into debt nice and early. We came through the mile in just under 5:00, and Tyler and Pat began moving away. I came in a 9:42, feeling by all accounts better than expected but still already gassed.
After just two 200s, I was left gasping for air after the short rest, so I opted to break it into smaller sets. During the next 3k, I only made it 1k with Tyler and Pat around 5:00 pace before falling off hard and struggling home to 10:10. Coach Hudson politely suggested that I call it a day given that I've been running at sea level--not just this summer, but really always--and I not-so-reluctantly agreed, watching Pat and Tyler cruise the last set of 200s.
Overall, even though the morning workout was undeniably tough, it was cool to get to workout with some guys who are running and coaching at a really high level.
Tyler and I went out for another shake-out on the Mesa Trail, offering outstanding views of the mountains in this seemingly endless open space.
August 24
AM: 6 miles easy
I ran a relaxed out-and-back on a cool dry morning through the desert in St. George, UT. I found a bike trail near our hotel that followed the river through town before driving all day to Boulder, CO.
I ran a relaxed out-and-back on a cool dry morning through the desert in St. George, UT. I found a bike trail near our hotel that followed the river through town before driving all day to Boulder, CO.
August 23
DNR
I took the day off while hiking all day in Zion National Park in Utah. I ended the day hot and dehydrated, with my hands swollen like Rachel Ray's in "30-Minute Meals."
8.23.2011
August 22
AM: 10 miles easy
I got in one last morning run on the creek path before saying bye to California and driving to St. George, UT. It's been an amazing summer, but I'm psyched to get back.
I got in one last morning run on the creek path before saying bye to California and driving to St. George, UT. It's been an amazing summer, but I'm psyched to get back.
August 21 (87 miles/week)
AM: 9 miles easy
I ran this up in Santa Barbara for the weekend visiting old friend and high school XC teammate Mitch. I navigated a bike path that went to the water and up to the UCSB campus, which is unreal. It's on a cliff above the ocean, and a quarter-mile from the beach. I need to make sure my little brother looks at school here.
I ran this up in Santa Barbara for the weekend visiting old friend and high school XC teammate Mitch. I navigated a bike path that went to the water and up to the UCSB campus, which is unreal. It's on a cliff above the ocean, and a quarter-mile from the beach. I need to make sure my little brother looks at school here.
August 20
AM: 18 miles moderate
With Valerie biking with me, I ran one last summer long run around the Newport Back Bay. I felt really good from the get go, and I came in comfortably cruising a conversational sub-6:30 pace in 1:56. That's what you get when you spend an entire long run trying to impress a lady, I guess.
With Valerie biking with me, I ran one last summer long run around the Newport Back Bay. I felt really good from the get go, and I came in comfortably cruising a conversational sub-6:30 pace in 1:56. That's what you get when you spend an entire long run trying to impress a lady, I guess.
August 18
AM: 12 miles progression run
I ran a second BCTC workout this week. This was a fairly straightforward exercise, beginning with a moderate 6.5 miles straight into a uptempo 20 minutes right around goal marathon pace (mid-5:30s), all along the creek trail.
I ran a second BCTC workout this week. This was a fairly straightforward exercise, beginning with a moderate 6.5 miles straight into a uptempo 20 minutes right around goal marathon pace (mid-5:30s), all along the creek trail.
8.18.2011
August 17
AM: 9 miles easy/moderate, hill sprints
PM: 4 miles easy
After a feeling-pretty-good run in the morning, I got in a shake-out run with Valerie in the sweat suit.
VH and I finalized our drive back east to North Carolina, which begins in earnest on Monday; we're not sure when we're going to have the opportunity to make another cross country road trip, so I'm trying to take advantage of it. On the running front, it may be somewhat of a down week, though we're giving ourselves more time than on the way out. We're making a side trip up to Big Sur and to Santa Barbara to see high school XC teammate Mitch this weekend before then.
Day 1: Irvine to St. George, UT
Day 2: Day in St. George and Zion National Park
Day 3: St. George to Boulder
Day 4: Day in Boulder
Day 5: Boulder to Tulsa, OK
Day 6: Get the f*** out of Tulsa, drive to Atlanta
Day 7: Day in Atlanta
Day 8: Atlanta to Durham
I'm thrilled to get back.
PM: 4 miles easy
After a feeling-pretty-good run in the morning, I got in a shake-out run with Valerie in the sweat suit.
VH and I finalized our drive back east to North Carolina, which begins in earnest on Monday; we're not sure when we're going to have the opportunity to make another cross country road trip, so I'm trying to take advantage of it. On the running front, it may be somewhat of a down week, though we're giving ourselves more time than on the way out. We're making a side trip up to Big Sur and to Santa Barbara to see high school XC teammate Mitch this weekend before then.
Day 1: Irvine to St. George, UT
Day 2: Day in St. George and Zion National Park
Day 3: St. George to Boulder
Day 4: Day in Boulder
Day 5: Boulder to Tulsa, OK
Day 6: Get the f*** out of Tulsa, drive to Atlanta
Day 7: Day in Atlanta
Day 8: Atlanta to Durham
I'm thrilled to get back.
8.17.2011
August 16
AM: 11 miles easy
PM: 30:00 swim
An easy out-and-back on the creek trail and then swimming in the afternoon. It's a good thing I'm leaving California this week because I'm only just now getting sick of running on the same trail every day.
PM: 30:00 swim
An easy out-and-back on the creek trail and then swimming in the afternoon. It's a good thing I'm leaving California this week because I'm only just now getting sick of running on the same trail every day.
8.16.2011
August 15
AM: 12 x 2:00 on/1:00 off - 10 miles
PM: 4 miles easy
I felt so much better today on my workout than the last few days of last week. It's hard to believe it, but this is our last week in California. We're on the road back to North Carolina next Monday after months away. I love it out here, but I'm definitely beginning to feel a little homesick for Durham and am ready to get back.
PM: 4 miles easy
I felt so much better today on my workout than the last few days of last week. It's hard to believe it, but this is our last week in California. We're on the road back to North Carolina next Monday after months away. I love it out here, but I'm definitely beginning to feel a little homesick for Durham and am ready to get back.
August 14 (78 miles/week)
AM: 6 miles easy
I needed a shorter run today, so just ran early in Carlsbad to the lagoon before more family time at the San Diego Zoo.
I needed a shorter run today, so just ran early in Carlsbad to the lagoon before more family time at the San Diego Zoo.
August 13
AM: 10 miles easy/moderate
I ran from my brother's house in Carlsbad in the morning to this cool lagoon with a packed dirt trail on the side, and then explored the neighborhoods a little bit.
In the afternoon, we went snorkeling in La Jolla during leopard shark swarming, which was completely surreal.
I ran from my brother's house in Carlsbad in the morning to this cool lagoon with a packed dirt trail on the side, and then explored the neighborhoods a little bit.
In the afternoon, we went snorkeling in La Jolla during leopard shark swarming, which was completely surreal.
8.15.2011
August 12
PM: 15 miles easy
After a conference call in the morning, I ran a long run after work before we drove to Carlsbad for the weekend. I felt unbelievably flat and stale--this was one of those unexpectedly horrible runs that comes out of nowhere, but odds are I'll feel better tomorrow.
After a conference call in the morning, I ran a long run after work before we drove to Carlsbad for the weekend. I felt unbelievably flat and stale--this was one of those unexpectedly horrible runs that comes out of nowhere, but odds are I'll feel better tomorrow.
August 11
AM: 10 miles easy
PM: 30:00 swim
Relaxed morning run followed by an evening swim that felt considerably better and more relaxed than earlier this week.
PM: 30:00 swim
Relaxed morning run followed by an evening swim that felt considerably better and more relaxed than earlier this week.
August 10
AM: 15:00 @ half-marathon pace, 3:00 recovery, 10:00 @ 10-mile pace, 3:00 recovery, 5:00 @ 10k pace - 11 miles
PM: 5 miles easy
I ran the BCTC workout this week on the creek trail, hitting 5:30 pace on the first rep and then working down from there. A sweatsuit shake-out followed in the evening.
PM: 5 miles easy
I ran the BCTC workout this week on the creek trail, hitting 5:30 pace on the first rep and then working down from there. A sweatsuit shake-out followed in the evening.
8.10.2011
August 9
AM: 10 miles easy
I managed a run on the creek path and the back bay in the morning, but work and a conference call led me to bag a second run today.
I managed a run on the creek path and the back bay in the morning, but work and a conference call led me to bag a second run today.
August 8
AM: 11 miles easy
PM: 30:00 swimming
I felt like someone stabbed me in the quad with an ice pick this morning. There's some lingering soreness from Saturday's race.
Valerie and I got in a swim after work. Unlike last year, it's probably a good idea to get at least a little feel for the water before attempting Nic School triathlon over Labor Day weekend this year. Though I had a good showing in 2009, last year's race was downright brutal.
PM: 30:00 swimming
I felt like someone stabbed me in the quad with an ice pick this morning. There's some lingering soreness from Saturday's race.
Valerie and I got in a swim after work. Unlike last year, it's probably a good idea to get at least a little feel for the water before attempting Nic School triathlon over Labor Day weekend this year. Though I had a good showing in 2009, last year's race was downright brutal.
August 7 (83 miles/week)
PM: 9 miles easy
I got in a recovery run in the evening after spending most of the day watching the US Open of Surfing at Huntington Beach. Those guys are good.
I got in a recovery run in the evening after spending most of the day watching the US Open of Surfing at Huntington Beach. Those guys are good.
August 6 (Xterra Snow Valley Half Marathon)
AM: Half Marathon trail race, 1:33:03, 1st overall - 16 miles
I was shut out of a race next weekend in San Diego, so I opted to enter the Xterra Snow Valley half marathon at the last minute. With an accompanying 10k race, Valerie, too, said she was in, so off we went this morning for the 90-minute drive to the ski town above the Inland Empire.
I've been training on flat bike paths and at sea level all summer, and this race was up and down a mountain at more than 7,000 feet. What could go wrong?
The drop in temperature was welcomed, even from the mild coastal climate. It was less than 60 degrees when we arrived, and I noticed the thin air immediately. Following a 15-minute warmup over the only flat section of the course, I offered one suggestion to Valerie: "Don't go out too fast. That will ruin your day here."Indeed, when you red-line at altitude, it's difficult to come back from that in a race, or so I've read. Fortunately for the sake of clarity, I'd take that little altitude experiment out of the lab and into the field in just a few short minutes when the race began.
The course was a flat, 1k starter loop followed by two 10k loops on mostly single-track with some fire roads. When the gun went off, I passed the first 1k loop with what was already such a big lead that I had to look back to make sure I hadn't made a wrong turn, making me worry that I'd gone out too fast. I'm sure it will be fine, I thought.
The opening 10k loop then commenced and began 15 minutes of climbing up winding single track trail. Here, I peeked around a turn and saw the second-place runner no more than 20 seconds behind me, and I picked it up another gear. Getting out of sight proved pretty easy with all of the switchbacks and hills, but that could have just as easily meant that this guy was right on my tail.
Shortly thereafter, the single track gave way to a 10-15 minute stretch of fire road that climbed gradually before we hit the apex of the 10k loop and finally and mercifully pitched downward toward the starting area. I had plenty of running room at this point, and the trail offered sublime overlooks of the valley below as various critters--some of them undoubtedly rattlesnakes--scurried around the brush beside me.
I also felt like I was wearing a snorkel that fit too snugly. Pressure built in my sinuses and I struggled to get air as the effects of altitude overwhelmed me. Since there wasn't much I could do about that at this point, I tried to open up my stride and accelerate on the open fire road, realizing shortly after the first aid station that second-place was still within earshot. I tried to drown out the lingering doubt: what the hell am I doing up here? I have to do another lap of this nonsense?
I survived the second loop but ran slower, ending my basically arbitrary goal of running under 90 minutes. Given that I wasn't running particularly fast, I was clearly near race effort, but I assumed this was a hallmark of trail racing: like guys with beards, prayer flags, and Vibram Five-Fingers. The get-up-and-go and sense of urgency I felt after hitting the fire road after the first climb was now gone. In fact, I was beginning to get a little lightheaded, so much that I fell right on my face when approaching another stretch of single track; the fall got me thinking straight again as the warm air and dirt hit my now bleeding hands and knees. This mercifully preceded a long descent, signaling the end of the race and a comfortable margin of victory.
After crossing the finish line in 1:33 for a half marathon--a slower pace than most recovery runs--I was nonetheless thoroughly taxed and feeling confident I was going to throw up all over the parking lot. I jogged a slow mile cool down and then called it a day and enjoyed somebarbecueburgers on the grill. I came away with kind of a sweet handmade award forged from an old ski, a free pair of trail racers, and the memory of my first race at altitude.
At the awards, we found out that Valerie won her age group, which was outstanding. She ran a really smart race, passing people the entire way and generally raising hell out there, as she is wont to do. Despite feeling a little wiped out, we drove back down the mountain and made it to Huntington Beach in time for a free MGMT show, which was pretty solid in itself, and I made a point to take several prolonged sea-level breaths.
I was shut out of a race next weekend in San Diego, so I opted to enter the Xterra Snow Valley half marathon at the last minute. With an accompanying 10k race, Valerie, too, said she was in, so off we went this morning for the 90-minute drive to the ski town above the Inland Empire.
I've been training on flat bike paths and at sea level all summer, and this race was up and down a mountain at more than 7,000 feet. What could go wrong?
The drop in temperature was welcomed, even from the mild coastal climate. It was less than 60 degrees when we arrived, and I noticed the thin air immediately. Following a 15-minute warmup over the only flat section of the course, I offered one suggestion to Valerie: "Don't go out too fast. That will ruin your day here."Indeed, when you red-line at altitude, it's difficult to come back from that in a race, or so I've read. Fortunately for the sake of clarity, I'd take that little altitude experiment out of the lab and into the field in just a few short minutes when the race began.
The course was a flat, 1k starter loop followed by two 10k loops on mostly single-track with some fire roads. When the gun went off, I passed the first 1k loop with what was already such a big lead that I had to look back to make sure I hadn't made a wrong turn, making me worry that I'd gone out too fast. I'm sure it will be fine, I thought.
The opening 10k loop then commenced and began 15 minutes of climbing up winding single track trail. Here, I peeked around a turn and saw the second-place runner no more than 20 seconds behind me, and I picked it up another gear. Getting out of sight proved pretty easy with all of the switchbacks and hills, but that could have just as easily meant that this guy was right on my tail.
Shortly thereafter, the single track gave way to a 10-15 minute stretch of fire road that climbed gradually before we hit the apex of the 10k loop and finally and mercifully pitched downward toward the starting area. I had plenty of running room at this point, and the trail offered sublime overlooks of the valley below as various critters--some of them undoubtedly rattlesnakes--scurried around the brush beside me.
I also felt like I was wearing a snorkel that fit too snugly. Pressure built in my sinuses and I struggled to get air as the effects of altitude overwhelmed me. Since there wasn't much I could do about that at this point, I tried to open up my stride and accelerate on the open fire road, realizing shortly after the first aid station that second-place was still within earshot. I tried to drown out the lingering doubt: what the hell am I doing up here? I have to do another lap of this nonsense?
I survived the second loop but ran slower, ending my basically arbitrary goal of running under 90 minutes. Given that I wasn't running particularly fast, I was clearly near race effort, but I assumed this was a hallmark of trail racing: like guys with beards, prayer flags, and Vibram Five-Fingers. The get-up-and-go and sense of urgency I felt after hitting the fire road after the first climb was now gone. In fact, I was beginning to get a little lightheaded, so much that I fell right on my face when approaching another stretch of single track; the fall got me thinking straight again as the warm air and dirt hit my now bleeding hands and knees. This mercifully preceded a long descent, signaling the end of the race and a comfortable margin of victory.
After crossing the finish line in 1:33 for a half marathon--a slower pace than most recovery runs--I was nonetheless thoroughly taxed and feeling confident I was going to throw up all over the parking lot. I jogged a slow mile cool down and then called it a day and enjoyed some
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| Beasts from the East at Snow Valley |
8.09.2011
8.05.2011
August 4
AM: 10 miles easy
I found a race to jump in this weekend: the XTerra Snow Valley half marathon. Close to Big Bear, CA (where Ryan Hall grew up), it's a trail race at higher than 7,000 feet. Given that I've been training at sea level and on mostly flat trails all summer, this should be interesting. But I really want to race, and it sounds like a doozy.
I found a race to jump in this weekend: the XTerra Snow Valley half marathon. Close to Big Bear, CA (where Ryan Hall grew up), it's a trail race at higher than 7,000 feet. Given that I've been training at sea level and on mostly flat trails all summer, this should be interesting. But I really want to race, and it sounds like a doozy.
8.03.2011
August 3
AM: 9 miles easy
PM: 5 miles easy
A couple of slow recovery runs, the second of which was with Valerie and in the sweat suit, bringing back memories from wrestling in high school. With that in mind, I felt like posting this video of one of the scariest athletes ever. Note that despite what Bob Costas says in the video, Karelin would famously go on to lose his last match to American Rulon Gardner immediately after the montage aired in one of the greatest upsets in Olympic history.
PM: 5 miles easy
A couple of slow recovery runs, the second of which was with Valerie and in the sweat suit, bringing back memories from wrestling in high school. With that in mind, I felt like posting this video of one of the scariest athletes ever. Note that despite what Bob Costas says in the video, Karelin would famously go on to lose his last match to American Rulon Gardner immediately after the montage aired in one of the greatest upsets in Olympic history.
August 2
AM: 15 x 1:00 on/off - 10 miles
PM: 5 miles easy
I ran an OK workout on the creek trail in the morning, followed by a shake-out run in the sweat suit in the evening. With less than three weeks until I'm dumped back into east coast weather, it's about that time again.
PM: 5 miles easy
I ran an OK workout on the creek trail in the morning, followed by a shake-out run in the sweat suit in the evening. With less than three weeks until I'm dumped back into east coast weather, it's about that time again.
August 1
AM: 8 miles easy, hill sprints
PM: weights, core
A morning bathroom stop truncated my run, but I still fit in hill sprints on the ramp at Main Street.
PM: weights, core
A morning bathroom stop truncated my run, but I still fit in hill sprints on the ramp at Main Street.
July 31 (93 miles/week)
AM: 12 miles easy/moderate
I ran again on the creek trail in the morning, finishing the last 1.5 miles with Valerie when I caught up with her. We experienced the first rain of the summer, albeit just a light drizzle. I miss the smell of rain on asphalt.
I ran again on the creek trail in the morning, finishing the last 1.5 miles with Valerie when I caught up with her. We experienced the first rain of the summer, albeit just a light drizzle. I miss the smell of rain on asphalt.
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