Workout: 4 miles; roads
Date: Sunday, January 23
Location: Cheshire (my neighborhood); flat, with one hill (Mt. Sanford Rd.)
Time: noon
Folks: Sasha; me
Temp: 19 degrees
Rose from my bed this morning with all of the agility and verve of an eighty-year-old woman. Even before yesterday’s run stiffened my quads, my back and forearms were aching from the grunt-inducing effort of digging our woodpiles out from under the ice-encrusted snow (I know: whine, whine, whine. I’ll stop.). And yesterday’s post-run workout was hauling, moving, and stacking (Bryan was kind enough to do the splitting, a task I’ve not yet mastered).
I’m not complaining; just trying to make myself feel a little better about today’s feeble run. I ran. It’s logged. Enough said.
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