Wow, it was hot and humid this morning! When I passed the bank on Girard Avenue, the display said 6:16 a.m., 79 degrees! I thought I was going slowly, because it felt like a struggle with the humidity, but I actually had my best short run yet, 8:51/mile. I was shocked when I saw my time. I was alone this morning, because Michael had a bad night's sleep, but that was ok. I was pretty bleary this morning and would not have been an interesting running buddy.
It stayed dark for almost my entire run. Ah, the fall is coming. And I discovered one thing I'm not crazy about with regards to running in the city--the smell of garbage. I love to run in Northern Liberties past all of the fun restaurants and shops, but the problem is that I am running at the same time that the garbage trucks are picking up a weekend of fermenting beer bottles and rotten food along my route. Every block would hit me with another pungent odor. The heat over the past few days didn't help, I'm sure. Ick!
We had a really relaxing weekend, which I'm sure helped me run well this morning. Last night's dinner at an italian BYOB with Dave and Mike was pretty great. I am sure my stomach full of yummy marinated lamb and lemon sorbetto helped my speed this morning! On to another Monday...
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