The girlys and I ran the speedy spaniard course this morning around 5ish. We were running pretty fast. Apparently mile 4 was a 7:19. Avg was about 7:30. It felt a little tough in and out. At one point I think we all felt like puking- not sure why or what was so different today? I think we passed by Tyler S. and a friend. Shortly thereafter we passed a dog that looked similar to a pit or a boxer and he didn't look nice. We ignored it and kept going. Luckily it left us alone. Towards the end of the course, Merri was telling us to speed up when turning corners so I did. After that I couldn't stop running quickly. Off I went and ran that way the last .4 mile? I hope at the race we don't get killed in the beginning on the run up that park hill. How moronic is that? :)
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