Saturday, March 15, 2014

74

74 days into 2014: my first run of the year. You see, first there was all that ice, an then there was the bitter cold. And then worcester happened! With all the snow and stuff. Oh, it happened. If worcester is bad for pedestrians, then worcester joggers are a special breed. But today I entered their ranks. After bemoaning the lack of opportunities for hill training in Fort Collins, now all I have is hill training. So these legs will feel it tomorrow. 
But this was an exercise in trying to grab ahold of some small bit of sanity. It has been a rough week. 

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