Railroad path to Elliot

Strapped on the Nikes and hit the dirt for the first time in a week or so. The weather is just right for a coat and I have the iPhone set to DJ Hypes xmas show from 2007 (fucking right on!). The stiff air hits me momentarily as I step out the door but I am already moving at full speed from the headphones. Now its just a question of getting the breath right.

My hamstrings are killing me from yoga. The concern for sudden and total explosion/shattering is on a good portion of my mind during the first 5 minutes of the run. The savior was the breathing technique of just using my nose for the majority of the run. Naturally the sprint at the end broke that whole system.