Beautiful morning for a run, a bit on the cool side before the sun came up. I listened to a podcast about the Boston marathon of 1983 which was won by Greg Meyer. Running around the pond in Highland Glen I caught up with another runner and asked him how far he was going and then we chatted for a minute about the nice weather. I then headed back along the way that I'd come. I saw three other runners about 150 yards ahead of me heading to the northeast along the trail. Naturally, I tried to catch up to them. I closed the gap to about twenty yards but never caught them. I then headed east and ran up the hill passing Antonio Lopez and someone else on the way up and waving to them again on the way down. It was a beautiful morning for a run.
Later in the day I stopped at Wendy's with my youngest daughter (as she had been over at her cousins and hadn't had anything to eat and my wife and I had theatre tickets and needed to leave for Salt Lake as soon as possible). The line of cars was so long that we decided to go inside to see if that wouldn't be faster. A man and a woman were just in front of us in line and he said that I looked familiar. He asked if I'd been running around the pond in Highland Glen this morning. It turned out to be the guy that I'd chatted with earlier in the day. Kind of a funny coincidence. He is 62 and says he just runs for fitness. He ran St. George once when he was 37 or so. We chatted until it was his turn to order. | 