Here are some pictures of a run I did today. The weather was relatively ideal, and I ran in a shady hook of the river valley for the first leg. On the return I took some mighty hills. I felt great. I stopped a few times just because the tremendous bulk of the peacefulness i was experiencing sometimes ground me to a standstill. It was like being Tazered with a powerful blast of “oh wow that’s nice” flavored electricity. I didn’t plan a route. I headed into the fog outside of town and tried to race the dawn. I lost, and it was great.
