My leg felt okay this morning so I went out at 5:45am to see if maybe Larry was running. He wasn't. That was good. I was able to go as slow and as short as my leg wanted to. It didn't hurt too bad, but just enough that I decided to turn back after about a half mile. It's feeling good enough that I didn't want to take any risk of a setback yet. My tentative plan is to take it easy the rest of this week. If it still hurts a little come Monday I've pretty much resolved myself to switch to the "run through it" or "ignore the pain and hope it goes away" approach. Of course I won't be stupid about it, but maybe my body just needs to be reminded of who's the boss.
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