18.2 miles/9:16 average -- I just had the best run I've had since two weeks ago. I know, I'm lucky. I am the luckiest person in the world, and I too often overlook this fact. Catherine and I started out at 6:00 a.m. The morning was temeprate, cloudy, a little breezy. As we got going down to the jetti, it started micro-burst blowing. There was a tri going on down there and about 200 swimmers in black wetsuits and silver swim caps getting ready to start. Down the peir the wind blew so hard, waves were pounding and engulfing the top most rocks, spilling and spraing water onto the road way. We kept looking back at the swimmers who were in the protected harbor area, but still, no one seemed to be making any progress against the wind. We both recalled the tri a few years ago where that guy drowned on a day like today. Utah lake is scary. We decided that the Ute Indians put a curse on the lake when whites overtook the valley. So many people have died on that stupid lake because of how intense the wind and the waves can get in just a few seconds. The whole rest of the run presented an amazing amount of wind resistance. It was that kind of fast, rushing, loud wind blowing the through the trees. A wind so loud and intense, that it keeps you from thinking about anything at all and leaves your brain feeling swept of cobwebs and negative thoughts. The tiny black birds that usually fly in a tightly formed school, like fish, were scattered to the breeze like crazy confetti darting up and down, diving and pushing against the wind. The pastures were filled with them in the sky. Beyond the wind, and running with Catherine (from whence I glean all kinds of information regarding family law, divorce cases, private trusts--she's a lawyer) I had such a strong day. I could have gone another 10 miles, I swear it. I don't know if it was because of running with Catherine for the first time in months, or because of the higher weekday miles that have kept me pretty steady. Either way, I feel great and ready to start my day with a cleansed mind and body. I can only hope I will feel this good for Hobble Creek next week.
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