9:23 AP In addition to thinking about Susanna and Marisa's races, missing my friends who wanted me to come to Boston 'anyway' and called to reminisce about how awesome last year was for all of us, I spent much of the day obsessing about Desiree Davila. I cannot believe a 2 second win kept us (women) from the first American win since 1985. What would that look like coming down Broylston Ave? To lay it ALL on the line like that for a 2 second loss? I can't imagine it. I am even more impressed Davila hails from Chula Vista (my neck of the woods). Those Kenyans though, with their high altitude, long legs, and generations of cattle hearding on foot. Who can beat em? Today's run was mild, and pleasant. I have decided 8 miles is my favorite daily distance when I've got the time. I really need 2 to warm up, 2 to break the bank, and 4 more to keep the pace strong. Going downhill in the canyon helps (mentally) relearn faster turn over. So I've been enjoying my canyon runs--going half way on an uphill makes turning around so easy. I need to stay away from Goliath and Rock Canyon. I'm pretty sure those 35-40% inclines for more than a mile each was what was getting my hamstring/piriformis/hip all jangled and yanked. | 