After getting drug up the hills of despair yesterday by the sister who shall remain nameless, I knew my knees, hip, ankle, and leg muscles all needed a day off of running to recover. I went for a spin on the recumbent bike. I went for an hour and managed 16 miles. A couple of good hill sections to make me glad when they were over. Then a walk through the cemetery to visit a wonderful man who had bigger fish to catch in heaven. I'll miss you Don.
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