noon: I went out for my standard lunch-time run into a beautiful drizzly day. The only two miles I can measure accurately came out to 7:09 (with the wind) and 7:23 (against the wind). I took some time during this run to survey my body for any sort of pain or fatigue, and am happy to report no peculiarities. My legs are feeling strong, my back straight, and my feet happy (ie. void of PF). I don't know why I'm so shocked at my health; I guess I should just be happy and drop it. But right when my running gets good is when the poo usually hits the fan. I s'pose I'll just keep doing what I'm doing. |