Run: 35
Mood: Voracious
I'm not a man-eater, but a hill-eater. I reversed part of my route so that I ran up the long hill I usually run down, and it was fantastic. My pace was a wee bit slower, but I trucked on through. Kept cadence and form. It felt fantastic.
Oh, and I also almost got hit by a car. Thank you for stopping, pick-up truck driver.
P.S. The weather this morning was g.o.r.g.e.o.u.s. I actually stopped for a second in shock. There was even a little breeze. Top o' the mornin' to ya, Momma Nature.
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