The sky is falling. Not.

8 mi.  An eventful bridge run started alone at 4:55am. There was no breeze, I thought I should ride on days like this! I did my first four miles on the bridge alone, seeing only Adrienne and Angie on the sidewalk after 3 laps. To start lap 5, Gary, Eileen and Atilla were beginning their … Continue reading The sky is falling. Not.