8' intervals this morning on a loop that I have a love/hate relationship. Love because it's flat and shady and has good pavement. It's in a park that's a 10 minute ride from my house and is a perfect one-mile loop around a portion of the municipal 9-hole golf course. I hate it because more often than not it has golf carts crossing, yahoos walking down the middle of the lane, and occasional wrong-way cars and bike riders. Today, there was group of older ladies walking their dogs spread 5-wide across the lane, then the older guy on a mtb who was going the wrong way, who flipped me off when I pointed that he should go with traffic not against it. Guy was old enough to be my dad. Ay chihuahua.