Thank God for nights like this. It was cold and fragrant; mostly flowering plum. No moon shone, so the stars were on full display. The darkness figured into the run at about mile 5 in Farmington. I tripped over an uneven patch on the sidewalk, and pulled something in my lower left back catching myself from falling. 3 90% effort fartleks; and this on a day when I ate cafe rio for lunch. It might be a winning combination...
My back was sore right after the run, and hurts this morning. I also wonder if it has to do with my shoes being cooked. I haven't done a great job of tracking mileage on them since the marathon. Currently, they only seem to be around 300, but it could be 400. That might be a lot for kinvaras...
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