Loved this article. It's from a bike magazine, but it's about runners as well.
Good day yesterday. Got out in the AM for a five miler, then biked to work. After work, I took the dog over to Red Rock Canyon for a short run. About a mile into the run she took off, and I couldn't find her. I looked for about ten minutes, which felt like ten days, and no luck. Then by chance I caught her light off in the distance. When I finally got to her, she was chowing down on a deer that looked like she had been torn apart by coyotes not long before. I could have left the dog overnight and she still would have been eating when I came back this morning.
Ran to work this morning. Six miles. Threw in some two minutes on/two minutes off, doing the best I could on our sidewalks which are still icy (I blame the ice, but being fat and out of shape doesn't help either).
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