It 44F out there. This will be my first run this season with gloves. There's a hint of red in the elms in our back yard. I've been watching the days shorten for weeks now.
It is 5 weeks precisely before my third MMC. With training, you can run a marathon faster, but its never easier.
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I ran 12 miles alone. The tempo training must be having an effect: my long run training pace has dropped by 30 spm. As usual, I picked up Denise and we went to Lake Artemesia. Her ankle is bothering her; she went for 6 miles. I then topped it off with another 3 miles.
Denise waited in a gazebo by the lake while I did my final 3 miles. By then, the temperature had reached the high 60s. We have run past this place in blustery 15F and wilting 90F weather. At that moment, when I joined her to stretch, the weather was perfect. The lake reflected a tree line just beginning to hint at fall and the blue sky above. The gentle breeze was just enough to cool but not chill. We lingered just a while to stretch, eat some post-long run snacks, and then leave the gazebo to the bee who seemed to find our fruit and yogurt smoothies so compelling.
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