Sunrise run, because perfect 55 degrees and crisp. And look! Negative splits. That middle one is where I graciously stopped to let the dump truck turn and then I lost the position of power and had to let his two other dump truck friends go, and tick tock, fellas!
It’s not speedy for most people. But it’s not hurting my feelings any. I’m hanging on to the illusion that this year I will not fall into the late fall and winter doldrums, gain 25 pounds, and try to start again in the spring.