August 8
6+, 43:23, (7ish/mi): Jay Cooke State Park. Breathtaking run. Life is a thing of beauty and a joy forever. Leapt over roots and rocks and dangled me footsies in the river. Wrote bad poetry and developed an inexplicably stubborn craving for Culver's...which was worth it despite the fact that the closest location turned out to be Forest Lake instead of Hinckley or something further north.
August 7
10mi, 1:06:31 (6:33/mi): Out 'n' Back along Lake Superior. Legs fatigued from racing and standing all day for work, but picked it up on the way back and felt good running fast in Duluth for the first time ever.
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