I am still totally flying high off this morning. I mean, I knew I could finish, but not in a million years would I have said “take over 4 minutes off previous best time for 5 miles, and oh yeah, have a great conversation with running partner the entire time.”
I am still grinning absolutely ear to ear, and now I am going to go treat myself to a bacon cheeseburger, a Guinness and some hockey. I’d say I earned it. :-D
(And then I will likely not only crash, but crash hard and sleep like the dead. I so wish I didn’t actually have to be up and out first thing in the morning)
