I met up with a few girlfriends who had long runs today, and kept them company for the first half of their twenty-miler. It felt great to be outside on a windy day, and I think it may be getting cooler? Either that, or I'm just hallucinating.
I ended up with about nine miles close to an 11:30/mile pace, ate salted watermelon, and then went to work filthy. Good times.
FYI, Alabama trails are nasty and rough. Even though we don't have the altitude of of my home state Colorado, we have all the same opportunities for technical running and filth.