Ran 7.5 miles @ 8:10/mile pace.
Trail coated with packed snow.
Mostly flat.
Weather: 17 degrees.
A grad school project ran late this afternoon and I began to fret over my run until I remembered some friends were running around the Back Cove in Portland at 6pm, so I decided to head over and run with them. Jim, Ian and Emma and I ended up doing two laps, with Jim and I tacking on a little extra at one point.
The run at first felt very tough. My energy felt low and the run seemed like a bit of a struggle. Nevermind the bitter temperatures and biting wind, or the snow coated trail which was anything but fast. Luckily, my friend Jim is a talker, and listening to him kept my mind off the rough time I was having.
However, something somewhat magical happened about a mile or so into the second loop. A second wind, coming from out of nowhere. I felt great, got into a comfortable rhythm, and picked up the pace. All cylinders were firing once again and it was nice to finish the run strong.
