So, today I did my last run in Vail. 5 miles at some ungodly snail's pace. 8:30 I think (including stopping) There was a lot of ice so I had to shuffle in areas. I noticed this run was easier than my first one the day after I arrived. I think I have adjusted to the altitude a little bit. It was actually nice out. I didn't have to wear a jacket. wooohooo!
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But the slush off the trail was nasty! Actually I like dirty calves. They make me feel like I ran hard. When the mud is flicking up I get excited to see it when I'm done. That's the first thing I do when I stop. lol. And if it flicks up my back, fah-get it, I might shed a tear:
I skied maybe 2.5 hrs this morning and immediately changed into running stuff for my 5 miler. I fucking love coffee!
Well, Tuesday will undoubtedly be a long really fast run. Gotta make sure I still "have it." I have The Goldsboro Half Marathon next Saturday.