From Zero to Sixty (degrees)


Tuesday:        6.0 miles @ 9:02 pace 

Wednesday:   6.0 miles @ 9:47 pace, including 1.0 mile steep hill repeats
There is something immensely satisfying about running in a warm summer winter rain. Tonight was sixty degrees (YES 6-0) which was quite a change from the below freezing temps we've been used to for the past week. It was warm, misty, somewhat foggy, and a gentle wind blew through the trees. In other words, it was a perfect night for hill repeats along the Schuylkill River. 
                                                January 24                                                January 30

If you have been to the Philadelphia Museum of Art, you may be familiar with the series of exquisitely steep walking paths on the river side, leading from two gazebos down to the Schuylkill River Trail. This is where I decided to punish my quads tonight, with some killer hill repeats. 

I ran a mile to warm up, and then ran a mile of repeats. My legs still felt a bit heavy from the 16 hours of snowboarding I logged earlier this week, but they also felt stronger than usual.  These hills are short, but I'd guess they fall somewhere between a 12% and 15% grade. While this workout was much more difficult and steeper than my previous hill repeats, the stinging in my quads felt fantastic. 
Afterwards, I ran an easy 4 miles. I inadvertently met up with some folks from the Fairmount Running Club, who invited me to their run next week. They dropped the words "no shower happy hour" which definitely piqued my interest for next week's run. 
I came home to find Josh prepping a mystery dinner, which turned out to be an amazing concoction of chicken, tomatoes, chickpeas, onions, garlic, and zucchini, marinated in a paprika/cumin/red pepper sauce with a yogurt dip on the side. The spices had an Indian flair, but the dish was almost Mediterranean. It was amazing. Behold: 
We also enjoyed some Plungerhead Zinfandel, which is a staple in this house. At about $13.99 per bottle, the fruity, dry flavor can't be beat. 
 Our little Whiskey man was so happy to finally have both parents home after back-to-back snowboarding trips. 

Time for bed! 

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