Holding on to Spring

Another gorgeous morning. I could get used to this. But I know better and the armpit of summer will soon be upon us. Nothing too interesting to write about today’s run. I went out to the track again and pretty much did what I did last time – ‘fast’ and slow 200s – four of them and then another lap around the track at a medium pace, just for shits and giggles… and so I could lap the octogenarians again. Maybe that would be called a ‘tempo’ pace, but I’m still learning the vernacular and how it applies to me. Then home again, home again jiggity jig. I felt like I pushed it more today and my legs are certainly agreeing with that assessment, but I don’t think my times were appreciably better. Anyway… 5.18 in 46:30.