The phrase, Fast friends is usually taken to mean good, close friends. But it can also mean - and this probably will not surprise you - friends, who happen to be fast. My running friends are good friends, but - and this probably won't shock you either - they're also faster-than-me runners. Do they all have to be this way? Yeah, I guess so. Maybe it's just me who's the slower friend these days. My companions don't appear too concerned, however.
It's long-run time for Dan, and he has some companions for most of the way. That's a good thing. The fact that Dan is struggling to keep up with these fast folk (in spite of the good conversation) is probably a good thing as well; it's good to stretch one's capabilities. But when the rest of them are done and Dan has six to go, he figures that this is where it really gets to be a struggle.
From the start / finish area also known as the Medina Square, Dan runs over to the Claggett Middle School track. Once there, he can concentrate on his pace so as not to slow down too very much. And guess what? He does indeed manage to not slow down too very much.
It turns out to be a pretty darn good eighteen-miler. Maybe Dan is still on the upswing.
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