One word describes today's training run at lunch: recovery. I ended up running 4.5 miles with Richard and it felt much better than expected. We went at a very slow pace just trying to loosen up our legs from Saturday's 50 miler. The weather was a mild 70 degrees. We spent most of the run talking about the Pinhoti 100 in three weeks and whether we have a chance in hell to finish it and if we should even try. I felt that we should while Rich was hesitant to commit. However, a text I received just 15 minutes ago confirms that he is in, too. I'm sure that's the 50 mile victory beer talking that he enjoyed after work;-)