Another good run this morning, despite the cold (-2°). I ran my miles without any physical complaints, so my ankle event night before last seems to have been only a passing incident. I may not be running tomorrow morning, as it’s supposed to snow tonight (!) and to rain on Sunday — all sounds inhospitable weather for running.
I glanced into my archives yesterday where I noticed that when I began running in East Oxford, I used to need to break stride and walk for a few paces, gasping and staggering as I ran. I sometimes muse that I’m not bounding as I run, the way younger people do; but neither am I unable to run, which I nearly used to be. I can very easily (depending on my shoes, of course) run to catch a bus, and when I stop I’m not slammed with weakness and shortness of breath. So it’s no fun, and the experience is still inexplicably variable, but I do see the activity as beneficial. Now, if only I could burn away the couple of kilos I acquired when eating platter-sized meals in the US at the SBL meeting….