Walked 3 min, stretched then met MacK, Aub and Holly at Osborne's. They were already warmed up, so we went straight into sub 8 min miles, so I was glad I had a slight walking warm up on my own. At least that's something. We kept a good pace the whole time. We started chatting about food and recipes and I was so glad when the conversation went away from that, makes me kind of nauseous. In the last mile there was a guy ahead of us and I wanted to get him, then MacK said we might get him, and that's all it took. I practiced chasing down a gazelle and the poor guy didn't know what hit him. It was good practice reeling someone in. Last mile was 7:11 and was net uphill (treeline to Osborne's). 7:35 average pace overall. Today was a Saturday miracle - no bathroom stops at all during the run. That's a Michelle-feat. When I was driving up Woodland Hills Drive to my home (about 1300 feet above where I run), there was some crazy run-up-the-mountain race going on, and one of the other great girl runners that lives up here, Jen Hughes asked why I wasn't racing. Its a good question. I am a wuss and hardly ever run the hills up here, mostly because I know the downhills aren't good for me. I saw the last person racing, it was a man, and he had a big camelback that looked like it was stuffed with survival gear. He also had a bulky sweatshirt around his waist. I slowed to ask if he wanted me to bring his sweater to the park, and he said sure, and we realized we knew each other. He's my kids' pediatrician. I was wondering what crazy folk ran this race. Now I know and I can tease him about having his own firetruck escort.
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