…when Jesus Guy is back on his bench. Same two pictures, too.

You also know it’s summer when I either set my alarm or have Nick wake me to get out early enough before the sun’s in full force. Speaking as a spoiled, self-employed individual, it’s a testament to my obsession that I’d voluntarily set an alarm clock for anything, much less running.

It was worth the early rising today, had a great run – 8 w/6@tempo. I usually do 4-mile tempos with the occasional 5, but since Broad St. is almost here, I figured 6 would be the smarter choice. I was sweating like a pig but didn’t even whine once in my head about wishing I could stop early.

Worked on keeping my feet beneath my hips again, feel like I’m getting the hang of it, too, at least that’s what I gathered from seeing my reflection in parked cars (wish they’d give more than a nanosecond’s view).

Funny thing is, I started looking at more of the pics from the 5K and at one point where the first guys/gals are coming in after the turnaround, several of them are overstriding! I figured that was relegated to the less speedy, but I guess it’s a free nation as far as heel-striking/overstriding is concerned. At least I’m in good company.

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