Monday 2 miles, late at night
Tuesday 4 miles, with BE at the track
Monday is day 15 of the running streak, I hope this isn't too bad of an idea. "Just one mile" doesn't sound bad until you have a niggle then suddenly this "just one mile" becomes at the same time all-important and all-negative.
It started last week or the week before, I only feel it at the bottom of the heel when I start to run. But now I feel it walking. A mild pain is all. A niggle. I hope.
Today at the track - a misty cool morning in the time-change darkness. BE talked about a documentary about Hands on Hardbody or something like that - about a challenge to see who can keep their hands on a truck the longest to win it. Also about his population mental thinking about how 1/millionth of the continental US is the size of Forest Park, and 1/millionth of the US population is 330 people - so imagine 330 people in Forest Park. And NYC would equate to 8 people in Steinberg skating rink. This took a few laps to think about!
And was a distraction from my niggle. Ugh.
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