Comrade Stephanie is back from a fortnight away in class, and even though I've strained my left hamstring I feel obligated to run (as per Don't Wish It Were Easier) — so out we go, on the first Daylight Savings Time weekday, as soon as dawn is bright enough. Stephanie is training for a 10 miler next month, her first. We cool down and stop after ~2.7 laps around the parking periphery, when we reach the 4 miles on her schedule. My leg is semi-OK, but later in the day really begins to ache and feel weak.
^z - 2011-03-25