Baker's Square

Last night's run was great. I didn't plan to go any certain time or distance, in fact as it turns out I decided that running to Baker's Square and back seemed somehow appropriate (considering I feel ike a tubby bastard as of late).
I felt myself moving swift, like ninja, through the tough suburban streets. It was drizzly, just a little spit really. That rain was a nice way to keep cool though; see, we've been having this heatwave, and by heatwave I mean it's been in the mid sixties most of the week. For winter in Chicago, that's really hot. So the little rain that came down was welcomed, it kept me feeling cool and comfortable during the run. About that run. I knew I was cruising along pretty good. My legs felt light, and my lungs capable. I got slightly winded a couple of times and knew that I was pushing it a little hard, so I eased up and settled back into a more reasonable pace.
In the end, my pace was still pretty quick. 2.8 miles in 24:18, that's an 8:41 pace. Like I said, I knew I was cruising along pretty good.

Next? I think I'll rest for a day or two.