Marktoberdorf

Ran 6K yesterday (tight on time so I had to stop at the pond).

My body clock was all messed up, so I went to bed at 9pm last night. Then woke up at 6.15 and hit the road immediately. Ran the 8K up to the ridge (which killed me) and to the T-intersection at the farms. Kicked it pretty hard on the way home though which felt good. The highlight today was hearing dozens of cowbells from a field hidden by a ridge. And then running by a coop of chickens and hearing about 10 cocks crowing. Amazing!