Not too long, not too short. My legs felt like cement though. Maybe I really should take tomorrow off. Went over the brooklyn bridge and then back over the manhattan bridge to come home. I picked up the pace considerably on the inclines of both bridges and took both the first and last mile of the run pretty easy. Did it in 44:55 for a 6:34 pace.
Also, as I was running across the brooklyn bridge, i got thinking. I wonder how many tourist have pictures that they are taking of their kids or significant others, where in the background they can see my skinny, shirtless, sweaty, bearded self running by. I like to think lots of them.
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