Real David H.

Make that 10.1 miles. After yesterday’s voyage to my in-laws’ house in Ohio, the last thing I really felt like doing was running today. The trip is usually only a little more than 7 hours, but due to road paving on I-66 and a lot of traffic on the Pennsylvania Turnpike, it took almost 8.5 to get here.
Anyway, I got up this morning, headed to a nearby trail and ran. It was an unusual run – the first 3 miles felt awful, the next few were a little better and the last few felt great. Usually it’s the opposite. It’s like I could’ve kept going. Now that I’m back, I wish I would have gone another mile.

Today’s run marks two weeks in a row of a double digit long run — I don’t even know when the last time that happened.