THREE Lousy Seconds!!!!

That is all I needed for a new PR this morning. I'm both thrilled and annoyed. Came in at 28:36. Much colder today...some 20 degrees colder than two weeks ago. And windier. (Is that a word? It looks strange. And after two glasses of wine tonight, darned if I can find the spell check. Oh well, you know what I mean.)

But that is nothing. That is one second per mile. That is being more aggressive at the beginning and not waiting for an opening to pass people. That is making my own opening. That is starting with the faster people to begin with. That is moving left and right as the road bends to one direction or the other. That is wearing less clothes. (That one was for you Barbara....wore too much again today.) That is not letting those hills psyche me out. That is digging deeper in the final tenth of a mile. That is arriving earlier to warm up. That is sustaining my faster pace at the two mile marker just a few yards longer. That is staying focused on driving my hips forward more consistently.

That is sooooo doable the next time!!!!