Thanks to the holidays, I was able to get a couple of good 10 mile runs in this week. Today being my designated “long” day, my plan was to stretch it out a bit more and do 14 or so. It was not to be. My legs were dead from the start, and got worse from there.
The one bright spot of the run was when I passed a homeless guy who was ambling down the street in my direction. We exchanged greetings, and as I passed, he added “I like your enthusiasm.”
Enthusiastic I was not, but it’s all relative, I suppose.