Yesterday, Nancy and I hit the Chassell trail with a jaunt down the Peepsock trail on the way back. The ground was a little soft, but it was great to be back in familiar surroundings. We were both decked out in our fluorescent trail shoes and other select pieces of clashing clothing, earning us some funny looks from less "serious" trail users. Are we trying too hard, or not hard enough?
Anyway, it was a good run. The first mile or so I wasn't paying attention to my pace, until the friendly lady in my Motoactv announced that I'd done a 10:12 mile (0.46 to 1.46, I think). So let's call it a tempo run. I turned it down a notch for the rest of the run, but it all felt swift and smooth.