Notes
Getting out of bed was an effort. Mile 1 was an effort. Mile 2 was an effort. Mile 3 was an effort. It wasn't until the turnaround and heading for the barn that I felt like a runner. Whining aside, it was a good run.
A side note to ponder: The ultimate session, with all its sprinting, cutting, jumping, and stopping, seemed to be just fine for my PTT. It has been feeling fine since! The inline running seems to be much worse than the interesting running.
The sliver of new moon and sunrise were lovely this morning.