It's here: June Gloom. Overcast all day, with the feeling that it could drizzle any second, although it never will. I personally love it, because it's the last rest stop on the freeway towards HOT FUCKING SUMMER VILLAGE.

I ran beneath the grey skies in Elysian Park, 53 minutes, just under 7 miles on rolling hills with a few, abusive ups and downs. I'm gaining strength and speed again, closing in on the fitness level I had prior to the Avalon 50, but I'm very consciously cranking my long runs up and then backing off every other weekend.

Wow, it's like I'm *thinkin'* or somethin'!