~3 miles @ ~10 min/mi

Frost on the ground and I've forgotten my gloves, but retracting hands into long sleeves keeps them warm enough. Neither Stephanie nor I would have ventured out today except for peer pressure from the other. A doe, chased by a buck, races across the path in front of us as we climb the steep hill. After chattering too much about Saturday's marathon I push the pace for the second lap, for mile splits of 10:14 and 9:06.

^z - 2010-12-08