9th
A Perfect Hour
Saturday I had a perfect run, It was an eight mile sustained hard run on a crisp moon lit night listening to the Tragically Hip and The Decemberists on the MP3 player. The legs felt great, the evening sky was perfect amd the music was amazing. Running down Glison from 39th (Ceasar Chevez to some) can be just magical. Great view of the city and a downhill where you can let loose. Sometimes running hard can cure everything. Add in some beautiful weather amd some great music and you have the best 75 minutes you can spend by yourself.
And today was a prettier day by far. Today was warmer with perfect sun light. However, the body just did not feel like running hard. Luckily I was entertained by a play list our son gave me. Running is different every single day. However when you do it, that day is always more special no matter what.
