Go, you chicken fat, go away!

Got up at 3:30am again for another Usery Pass run with Mike.  It was humid again.  I was ready early and went outside to wait for him.  I was sweating just sitting there.  As we were heading north towards our destination we saw some lightning bolts.  They never got too close.  I left a few seconds before Mike.  He caught me just before the intersection.  I was feeling pretty good this morning.  After the first half mile, the road curves.  Then it stays straight for another half mile before curving again.  After that it gets progressively more curvy.  That's why I usually lose track of people I'm running with around 2 miles.  But today I was able to see Mike right up until 2.75 miles.  Then I thought I lost him for good, but I saw him once more at 3.25 miles.  He was coming back when I was about a quarter of a mile from the top.  That means he was only ahead of me by half a mile.  When we do the 9.2 mile loop, he's usually ahead of me by a mile.  He said, "Good job, Burt."  Some good job Burt's mean, "I see you struggling, but I know you can do it!"  And some mean, "Wow!  You're really doing good today."  I could tell that his good job Burt was the latter.  When I turned around there was a nice breeze.  With the cloud cover I never saw the sun break the horizon.  But there was a little sliver of a rainbow.  It made me think my mom had died.  Luckily, she's still alive.