Notes
I'm as peachy as can be
Thus spake the poor unfortunate man, standing in the middle of a dark lonesome country road, picking up pieces of truck and the deer he had just hit. Hope his day got better; guessing the deer's did not.
Kraig was dumb enough, I mean kind enough, to meet me at 5:30 on a Friday morning again and we ran 7 miles together easy. Once he dropped off, I took a brief pitstop in a bathroom that was strangely but gratefully open, then set off to do the last four at MP. Again, was pleasantly surprised at how easy and smooth 6:45 pace is feeling. Of course, I've only been doing it for at most 8.4 miles at a time; we'll see how 26.2 miles feels in 9 days!