Morning run of uncertain pace and speed since the Garmin died after mile 3 (hadn't been charged in a week). I know it was sub-10, but not how much sub-10. I was trying to push it a little. Clock time (about 2:04) not real helpful because of several waits to cross Rogers, Zero, Phoenix, etc. But it felt like a decent effort.
Shower and sleep now, then up for Fayetteville for women's hoops and first date with Dianne. She's been funny about it, acting like a goofy teen instead of a 49-year-old grandma. But I guess in some ways she's that 13-year-old kid who had a crush on me way back when. Fortunately I'm a little more self assured than the 17-year-old oblivious subject of that crush.
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