It's been a while since I crossed paths with Frank. He has taken pictures of himself in front of all the state capitols. I last encountered him almost a year ago, in Indianapolis. Then I managed to miss Springfield, Des Moines, Jefferson City, and Lincoln. Perhaps I'll make it to Denver. In any case, good to see you again, Frank.
I switched my long run, which I usually do on Sunday, to today, because tomorrow promises to be nasty hot and humid. Today wasn't that much better, but I survived by taking lots of water breaks. I ran 14 miles, my longest long run in quite a while, actually. It felt really good.