Iowa: The New Frontier.

So I ran into Iowa across the ped bridge this evening. It's a great way to get some milage in when you want to avoid hills and take it easy. The 11 mile trip hit just the right spot for me and the 12 degree windchill rating only felt cold for the last 2 miles or so. I am pretty sure I am in need of a new pair of shoes and because of the time, I think I may break the mold and get a pair of trail runners. I don't need them for the ice and snow, but it might be nice for the actual trails of the Rocky Raccoon. I dunno tho, I've never felt the need for them before. Maybe it's all of that nimble tasting gazelle blood I drink. Ugg. That also might be why I am feeling so sick. 

I have to be running further than 5 miles for the trip into IA to even be worth it. So it's not exactly worth it to get that groove on.