Wednesday, March 21st
I ran seven miles after work. I started out at a fairly easy pace, but over the last mile I had the wind at my back and my legs felt good, so I picked it up a little. I managed a 7:05 mile without pushing myself too much. I probably just had a little extra juice since I skipped my run yesterday.
I saw
House Finches,
Black-capped Chickadees, and a ton of
American Robins, but until I finally see a
Tree Swallow, it's not officially spring—I don't care what the calendar says.
