Today I ran 6 miles (probably more like 6.1) in 1:06:00.
Well, this was another very nice run with my dad. We were both in very good spirits, and this time we actually measured the course we were going to run. Everything was going great until Mile 2 when, out of nowhere, my dad tripped hard on a bump in the road and fell down on the asphalt. He recovered well, but he was bleeding pretty badly from his right knee for a bit and he skinned both his hands pretty badly. I give him huge credit for wanting to keep going; I was ready to turn back. But he gritted his teeth and ran the rest of the way.
Besides that, this was a perfectly solid run. On my end, everything felt strong and fine. Six miles is starting to feel like a medium distance rather than a long one, which s a good sign. Time to sleep!
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