Went running with Jake this evening, after drill and after mowing the yard (How can I resist Melissa when she looks up at me with the big brown eyes and says “You’re mowing the yard, right?”). One mile in 13 minutes.
But, it was by far the best mile of the weekend.
And one of the best post-runs ever, lying in the freshly cut grass, looking up into a perfect blue sky, and watching the thin stratonimbus clouds roll by.
That truly sounds like post-run bliss.