(as usual, I look a little goofy)
We knew that the first half of it was pretty much all uphill- so we climbed up, and up, and up (and lucky Jordan had to run the first part of the uphill at a tempo pace because he so kindly volunteered to get the camera when I realized I had forgotten it).
As you can see, Heather wasn't as excited about climbing the hill as I was:
But when we got to the top, it was definitely worth the huffing and puffing:
(it really was a beautiful day)
A strange thing happened up there though- when Heather offered to take a couple's picture (they were doing the one armed self-portrait), once the picture was taken, they said "Gee, everyone up here seems to be American". We were a little confused, and it took awhile before they realized that we were in fact Canadians. It was something I had never experienced before and we were all a little baffled by the interaction. The only thing I can think of is that they had just been in Quebec City and perhaps figured that Canadians who live in the province of Quebec are francophones.
Regardless, the three of us ended up running almost 8 miles and until the very end (when my legs started to feel heavy from being hungry) they flew by. A great Sunday run with two of my favourite people. (and then we went out for breakfast...bacon tastes much better than hills)