I didn’t do a lot of running while we were on vacation. Dad and I did the 5K race and two other runs, for a grand total of 11.5 miles of running. The two runs we did were really good though. The first one was a 4 mile run on the water at a 9 something pace. Nice, relaxing, beautiful weather, although at one point on the run back the wind was so strong that I was having trouble staying on the sidewalk. The second run was a bit faster 4.5 mile run during which I nearly crossed the puke threshold. My dad likes to sprint hills. Me, not so much. At one point, he decided to sprint up a bridge at an 8 minute pace. I followed him and when we got to the top, I nearly had the opportunity to feed the fish LOL. That which does not kill us, makes us stronger, right?