The run above may not look like much, but HOO DAMN it kicked my ass this morning. A couple of decent hills coupled with 80 degree weather was enough to make me want to stop mid-run, sit on a curb, and whine until someone gave me a ride home. My reward for not stopping was around Aloha and Federal, where I crested the hill and could see down past Seattle Center into the sparkling Puget Sound and the majestic Olympic Mountains. Needless to say, the rest was a breeze…

I promise I won’t normally document my runs here. You all come here for my trademark snark (or massive failure thereof), not lame running shit, but I was proud for running a long distance on a difficult route.

If you are in Seattle, have a happy Pride Weekend.