Now I know why the early bird always gets the worm... it rained a lot Sunday night. Guess what comes out during and after the rain? I'll tell you what, the asphalt has never felt so soft under my feet! Killed a lot of them creatures under my shoe.
Anyways... we ran at 5:30a.m. ... did the 6 1/2 mile run in the foothill route. I thought it would be tougher than it was following the 14 miler on Saturday. Other than the first big ascent, I felt good and was able to push it and keep a steady pace for all the hills. We had a good conversation about the Oregon Coast where Rich grew up... I've gotta take a vacation trip there sometime.
There were some higher clouds against the mountain... snowline reformed overnight half way down Baldy Mountain. We also had a few clouds that we were running in... so couldn't really see many deer for my deer count other than like 5 closer to the end of our run when it got lighter and we weren't in the clouds.
Lace 'em up! Chainsaw
Love the moment. Flowers grow out of dark moments. Therefore, each moment is vital. It affects the whole. Life is a succession of such moments and to live each is to succeed.