Not much to tell. It was cold; probably near 30 degrees. I almost went to bed instead of going for a run. It was close. You can't tell from the map, but the first mile is up and over College Hill, which is formidable in both relative elevation and absolute grade. The north side is both longer and more steep than the south side. I've run it from both directions. Not that I'm either bitching or bragging. I'm just saying. At another time in my life it served alternately as both my personal demon and savior and I would run it both coming and going. But enough about all of that. I did it. It hurt. The whiskey helped. I think. No, it did. It totally did.
Now let's see if you can use the word both 5 times in a single post.
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