Rolling

I had a great long run yesterday. To the greenway, Calhoun, Harriet, Minnehaha Creek, and back through the neighborhood. Flat, scenic, no snow underfoot. Seventeen miles in one hour and fifty six minutes. I felt phenomenal, very relaxed. If possible, I would like to duplicate that feeling. Here are the ingredients. Ignore 6am alarm, sleep until 8am. Pancake breakfast at 9am (two big pancakes and four medium – this may be crucial, I don’t know). Honey toast, a slice of rye with butter, one banana, and a cup of tea for lunch. Run at 1pm. The belly was a little full at the beginning, but that’s a good thing.