As I launched off the porch for today’s 12-miler, the tulips were bathed in snow.

As was the Grape Hyacinth.

It’s been snowing for a couple of days non-stop, but it’s just a cold spring rain.

I thought about last weekend’s 50K as I ran. I hardly worked out at all this week…I had a dermatologist visit, a colonoscopy…I had a busy week and I didn’t run much. My legs felt so awesome, so fresh, I wished I’d worn a watch. I felt fast and strong today.

I’ll get in some good miles this weekend and next week, and then the following weekend, before I taper for the Colorado Marathon. I wish I could run it as fast as the last time in 2017. I’m confident with distance but I’m not running very fast right now. Not sure if I ever will again. Hope I do though.

Speaking of fast, Eric took third overall at the Royal Gorge 30K in Canyon City this morning. That’s him holding 2.5 year old Margo Fay. My next go at it will be the Colorado Marathon on Cinco de Mayo.

I discovered at the end of my twelve miles that Karen had tipped the snow off the flowers. They have a chance of surviving. God, do I ever know the feeling.