I'm flyin' off the fuckin' handle Hubski. Had my first camping trip of the year and just look at this shit. Mainly, look at that form. Was actually pretty stoked to see that my form is much, much better than previous years but not better than great runners. More importantly. How gorgeous is this? I think doing 10.3 miles mostly running, with friends, with dogs, on an amazingly beautiful day rewired me a bit. Went on a run last night and was just exceedingly happy the entire time, went on a bonus run after, and felt great. I was literally just running and smiling at one point. On the not so great side, I get to go down to a manufacturing plant that's closing to assist with the shutdown. Which means I get to be the worst person in the world in the eyes of a hundred plus people for a week.
