I tried to chase the Rolles up Sierra. Just like last year - but not. Because last year I could hang on, right from the start, through the repeats as they built. Turns out that an off season with easy runs, bikes and swims, sets up a better start to the year. Go figure. An off season with where I get sick, then take 8 weeks to find my way back, many of them spent crying on a couch, sets up an entirely different start to the season. The kind where my heart is pounding in my ears at the six minute mark and Katherine and Ingrid are only in sight on the straighaways.
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