I wasn't planning to run last Saturday - still feeling the effects of Montezuma's Revenge - but it let up that morning. So, I did about 5.2 miles in an hour. Not my best time, but it felt pretty good. I could tell I hadn't run in a week. My callouses had gotten soft and my thighs were sore the next day.
Thanks to a friend, I finally played with one of those pedometer websites - that's pretty cool. I can track my exact mileage using google maps/satellite. Now I know that my weekday morning path is 2.5 miles - I've always wondered.
The mosquitoes are eating us alive. All the rain has brought out years of dormant babies, apparently. They are huge and bloodthirsty. Nothing like the smell of sweaty OFF! as you're running!
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