Another wet fest until we made it to the bike path where it was clearer and we could find a rhythm. The first few miles were lame with either crappy sidewalks or roads that were lightly traveled but consistently traveled. I was also feeling tired but must have started feeling good as Drew was the one requesting a respite. I don't know if we did, though, as I looked back on the GPS and we had 3 miles right at 6:20 around that time. I was spearheading a lively discussion about religion and that must have enlivened my aggression.