Recovery Run

I ran a 8:54 min/mile pace this morning. 4 miles.

I saw a tree full of migrating birds.

Almost stepped in doggie doo-doo on the trail.

Had a nice cup of Komodo Dragon coffee at Starbucks. Black, of course.

Flirted slightly with a real cutie in the coffee line. He asked me if I had been running. I told him yes. He said that he had always wanted to take-up running, but never got around to it. Too bad. I crossed him off of my mental cutie list right away.

I guess I'm prejudiced that way - I like guys who are runners - I've got standards, you know!