This week was a repeat of the lesson “if you can run, you must run, because tomorrow you might not be able.”
I’d planned to run long on Friday, but I let work get in the way and postponed it to Saturday, which turned out to be a mistake. Usually, I keep a close eye on the forecast so I can get pleasurably exhausted before bad weather hits, but somehow I missed the slushy snow that began late Friday and continued into Saturday. No long, fast run for me. Thankfully, warmer next week, so I can try once again to get my sluggish self back to a 10-something pace before the Christmas-cookie production begins in earnest.
SUNDAY: 5.8, 11:20 pace
TUESDAY: 3 , untimed, with dog
THURSDAY: 2, untimed, with dog
SATURDAY: 4.6, 11:41
Total: 15.4 miles, 155 pounds. Miniscule progress, but I’ll take it.