It been a long time since I’ve done mountain races where I wasn’t going significantly slower than my normal pace because with a team or was absolutely dying (Palmerton untrained second month back from a miscarriage is a bad idea 🫠). I am ELATED to say that although this mountain was kinda brutal I did really well particularly on the ascents. In fact, while going up the mountain (which I think was about 47 times) never stopped once. I’m proud of that - a year ago this mountain would have obliterated me. Today I even did the extra mile because why not. I’m waiting around for a few hours for group burpees.