This was the best I have felt since Saturday, Jan. 24, when I ran the Gimblett Loop in 45:07, or something close to that. I wrote something like, "...a comfortable consistent effort." That's what I had tonight on the Park Hill Loop. I ran it through light-to-pouring rain and thunder and lightning and the kind of wind that blows plastic garbage cans onto the street in 46:54, with splits of 9:30, 9:48, 9:03, 9:52, and 8:41.
It's 64 goddamn degrees at midnight in February, and it was a pleasure, an absolute pleasure, to run in a short-sleeve white Nike shirt; and equally as delightful to sit in your favorite chair and sweat.
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