Go, you chicken fat, go away!

Yesterday I texted Mike and asked him if he wanted to do the 9.2 mile route.  It's basically continuing down the road to the McDowell Park entrance, turning around and going back.  He texted me that he would let me know in the morning.  He showed up with Bryan again.  Mike asked what we wanted to do.  I basically told him that if he wanted to turn around at the top, I would also turn around.  He usually beats me by 10 minutes, so it would be another 20 minutes on top of that for him to wait for me, and I'm not that mean.  But Bryan was running pretty fast this morning, and he went to the park entrance, so Mike followed. 

There seemed to be a lot of cars going up the hill this morning.  Usually you see more cars coming down, because people are going to the lake.  Maybe it had something to do with it being Fall Break.  I didn't see any cyclist until I was running back down.  It's staying darker out and it's actually cooled down some.  I noticed my ears were a little cold.  Knowing today was also the St. George Marathon, I knew I wouldn't see the other Brian.  He ran about a 3:30 something. 

My run felt okay, but I was a little surprised to see that my pace was noticeable slower than a couple of weeks ago.  It was faster than last week's, but last week was not a good night's sleep and helping my daughter move.  But we did tack on an extra 1.8 miles.  Mike's pace was also slower.  I told him not to worry about it.  When I had just under a mile to go, I saw Bryan running back up the hill.  He ended up running 11.2 miles.  Mike called him a show off.  It's nice to get the run done early to be able to enjoy General Conference for the rest of the day.