Last week, I ran in Vail. The plus was the gorgeous scenery (and my delightful companion). The minus was the altitude. One morning, I had to run 8 miles. I have never worked so hard just to survive a run. The wind was bitter cold, I was recovering from a night at the Red Lion, and there was a severe lack of oxygen in the air. You'll be happy to know that I managed to recover in time for day drinking at lunch.
Fun development in ATP this week? Mile repeats.
Tomorrow is 20 miles. I'll be trying out my rocking new compression socks. Stand by for excitement.
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