Short run

I never imagined thinking eight miles was a short run. The last time I ran regularly was in 5th grade on the Northside Elementary cross country team. I kind of cheated at practice, though. We used a half-mile track with a convenient giant dirt pile that hid everything behind it. Naturally we'd take turns - some people would be running while others hid behind the giant dirt pile where Mrs. Stroud couldn't see. I don't know if we had her fooled, but I paid for my laziness on race day.

This time around I've learned my lesson, and I'm putting in the miles in preparation for race day. Today was an 8-mile recovery run before we attempt an unthinkable 14 (?!!) miles next Saturday. And crazily enough, even though I'm slow and 8 miles takes a looooong time, it actually seemed short today! It didn't hurt that a gentle rain kept it cooler than it's been for days. Or that we ran in a quiet part of Rock Creek Park, a beautiful park that runs straight up the middle of DC (that's the creek in the picture). All in all, a nice morning run.

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