Notes
That's right. 62 degrees. It was 85 this morning at 6am with 95% humidity. When I got off of work, I squealed. The storm brought in a cold front. I threw on the trainers and bolted out the door when I got home. 2 warm-up miles that felt like nothing and then hammer time. Ran conservatively for the first 2 MP miles, but just kept feeling it. Nothing could stop me today. Let's do this thing.