I spent all morning playing telephone tag with a low-level government apparatchik up in Richmond. It was so frustrating I decided to take it out on a lunchtime run. Got totally "in the zone." Uphill felt like level ground, level ground felt like downhill, downhill felt like coasting on a bicycle. I ended up going 9 miles in 65 minutes; I could have kept going, but had to go back to the desk. How was your lunch today?