It was a big day this morning. Never one to shy away from an opportunity – I was privileged to jump into the Q slot when no one else volunteered. First time ever! We had a handsome group of PAX including Woodpecker, Woody, Me, Myself, Irene and my nemesis, The Plantar Fascist.
Usually, we have groups setting out at 5:10, 5:20 and 5:30 – based on time. But today, after standing around to see if any other PAX would arrive, the gang headed out at 5:25.
Easy 7:45 pace for 3 miles down to the Muthaship. There was some mumble chatter, especially from The Plantar Fascist. And about halfway up the first climb of the MuthaShip, another PAX, Right Thigh Burn, made a brief appearance.
It was a little quiet without someone trying to imitate Monica Seles from the 1990 French Open every time we climbed a hill – but hey, I hear he pulled a hammy. We had a nice return jaunt through Uptown – but had to nag Irene to keep up as he kept slowing to admire his calf definition in the large plate glass windows. A little slower pace back up Morehead to the AO. 7.45 miles including 2x Muthaship. Work was done.
Overall, it was a great morning. Nice temp – starting under the stars and finishing as the Eastern sky started to light. Lots of successes for my first Q: no one left behind (looking at you, Nash). We all finished together. No merlots. We are all still friends and still talking with one another.
So no 2F on the Lonely Sweet Six – but everyone loved the Qing.