It was like running while harnessed, with someone pulling me back. The trees were sideways. When I opened my mouth, my cheeks flapped in the wind. I was well aware of the inward thoughts of the drivers as they watched me in disbelief: "From which asylum did that woman escape?"
In other words, it was rather breezy today. Oh, and COLD.
8:05, 8:05, 8:03,8:02, 8:01, 7:57, 8:02, 8:22, 8:02
Running in ridiculous conditions like today toughens a wuss like me and gives me the psychological strength we all need in the 26th mile.