Two Legs Bad

This morning, I just couldn’t get my legs bouncing — the whole distance felt as though I was running in wooden limbs with rusty joints. I even tried stopping to take photos of flowers for Margaret — which step often gives my legs a chance to relax and start to swing — to no avail. 9° again (but getting warmer this weekend, according to the BBC), very light overcast, and two sluggish miles.

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