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Out this morning for an interval session at 6:50 AM of 6x6@a-pace-good-enough-to-sting and I started to feel good. The humid air left me dripping after the first of 'em, but with each hard effort, the two minutes of recovery between left me aching to go at it again. Well, until the last, but that's because I was running out of time before I had to be at work, ready to start the day.

Today's prediction of 80 degrees is darn near spot-on. Lunch in Millennium Park was toasty in my dress clothes -- can't wait 'til I can wear shorts every moment that I'm off the clock.

Tomorrow's calling for a thunderstorm or two. I'm planning on 60-80 miles up north with the crew to sweat some, have some fun, and urge on the coming of summer.