Having run 16 miles today, I pretty much blasted through Salem. I think I'm a good 10 miles past it. But I didn't want to leave without another visit to Frank, my state capitol guy.
I ran my long run this morning, rather than Sunday, because I'm planning a wild night tonight. Mrs. Jogger and I (with some friends) are going up to Spring Green, to see the American Players Theatre production of Henry IV. It should be a blast. But we'll be out late, and it might be hard to get up in the morning.