have to confess the happening depicted this picture above did not actually occur in my presence.
I made the first climb and headed downtown. Weaving in and out of shoppers, smokers, banjo players, beggars and tourists... then hit the sidewalk outside of the Boone Saloon and did all this again, only this time around drinkers and drunkards.
This led on to a few moderate climbs to finish of the final mile and a half of hard work. I may have reached to 5k effort near the end but all the while concentrating on running easy and smooth, never running harder just faster.
The final 2 miles were back to a cool down effort at a now easy pace of 7 minutes. Funny how this relative perception in effort versus pace transitions from your warm up to cool down. The trudging at the start was barely a 7:40 pace and I was feeling like I could never run more quickly ever again. The lesson here is to allow the run to come to you.