~15.4 mi @ ~12.8 min/mi

"... someone sees a race, and they think that's what you do. They sort of know you had to train, but they weren't watching then, so they don't understand how incredibly much of it there is. But to us, it's almost the whole thing." The quote, from John Parker's novel Again To Carthage, comes to mind as Roadkill starts his 12th climb of the Mormon Temple hill. He walks up on odd numbers, runs up for the evens, and dashes down all the descents. Dawn arrives with rosy cloud-fingers. Sunbeams glitter on the bell of angel Moroni's trumpet. Chill northwest winds gust to 30 mi/hr. The Runamuck 50k is 4 weeks away. Maybe it's time for remedial hill-work?

"You may say I'm a dreamer / But I'm not the only one ...", the chorus to John Lennon's "Imagine", echoes. The random Unicorn of the Day is "Imagine". After a dozen repeats Roadkill walks up a 13th time and circles home via McKenney Hills, where a front-yard stone rabbit poses. A young man at Capital View Park seems sick, and gratefully accepts an unused bottle of Gatorade. Hope the electrolytes help him!

(trackfile) - ^z - 2019-04-01