The deer flies were horrible this morning. Quite glad I only had something short on tap. They weren't really biting; but they were numerous, flying fast, and a huge nuisance. One managed to fly down my throat, much like that scene in the original Star Wars where Luke Skywalker shoots the torpedoes right into that one small opening to blow up the Deathstar.
So, while the pace wasn't exactly flying, it was still faster than planned in order to retreat to air conditioned refuge away from those winged bastards. Thankfully, I finally feel like I've nearly full absorbed the Pemi run... only some very light calf soreness left and that was hardly noticeable.
Ran 3.8 miles @ 9:29/mile pace.
Around 80 degrees, sunny, humid.
Inov-8 Roclite 243, shorts, short sleeved shirt, cap.