Good luck in St. George today, everyone! I'm thinking about you! With one of the women from last Saturday. She's no Toby, but she's probably my favorite Provo running buddy so far. Up and down the canyon again, this time to Vivien Park. I think we saw Sasha. It was *so* cold (my dollar gloves didn't cut it, and I wished I had worn pants), but I felt better on the way back down. I ran ahead for the last mile and barely missed my goal of having an AP under 9. But even though that last mile didn't feel good (I didn't want to push but I kept telling myself it was going to make me stronger), it was faster than I thought, so I was happy since I had been nervous about whether I could even do 12. 9:01, 9:18, 9:47, 10:16, 9:56, 9:45, 9:17, 8:52, 9:00, 8:25, 8:37, 7:00 (9:06 ap) P.M. Went on a trail run with Eric's brother's special friend (EBSF). Last time we did this she was sick, so I thought I was faster than her than I really am. Actually, she kicks my butt on the downhills. By a lot. I'm afraid of downhills on a trail. And I did twist my ankle a bunch (but didn't injure anything) and almost fell off the mountain one of the times I stumbled. I didn't love the run - my legs were tired from this morning, and I'd always rather run on a road than on a trail. Trail running to me is like weightlifting - both are things I'm not good at, both are things I don't want to try to get good at. But it was pretty outside, and EBSF is fun to talk to. And it got me 4 more miles for the day.
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