Track warmup then distance went for our run. I like watching sprinters faces when we tell them how far we are running today. And when we put it in perspective, such as "you see that U up on the mountain? We are headed to a trail that'll take us right by it." Joey looked at us like we were crazy. Maybe we are...just a bit.
I felt pretty good, going up by the fence I fell back maybe 100 meters cause my calves didn't like the hill (jk that was the one part I didn't work hard enough) at the first part of the trail I got lost in thought then took the wrong way when it forked (I don't even remember there being a fork in the trail...) I realized my mistake when the trail disappeared and I almost fell off the side of the mountain. Then I heard my name called, yeah I was way lower than I was supposed to be. So I scaled the mountain until I found the right trail and continued onward, the boys were nice enough to wait for me :) I made sure to stay with them the rest of the way. It was a good run, I think we kept a pretty good pace. It was hot. How do we survive summer when 65 degrees feels like it's burning? Maybe it wasn't exactly the heat but how dry it is. I'm sure in a couple months I'll laugh at how I thought 65 was hot.
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