At the pace of a tortoise I'm inching closer to consistent running. At the rate I'm going I'll hopefully reach 45-50 mpw by about 3 weeks from now. I'm trying to avoid jumping right back to where I was a month ago, with the idea that when I eventually get there I'll feel pretty well rested. A shortcoming of mine is losing perspective and biting off more than I can chew. I'm trying to work on that.
This AM, wonderful trip around Penn's Landing and Olde City, along one of my favorite short routes. I didn't time it but I'll guess that I was doing about 7:30 - 8:00 miles. Felt really good, lighter on my feet than I've been in a while. The commute to W Philly afterwards was strangely labored today, but I'll blame it on the wind.
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