I ran Tuesday morning to get to work. I didn't want to take too much time walking there and, I believe is the truer reason why I ran, I wanted to prove to myself that I could still do it. It's been ... how long? Well, there you go. I can't remember the last time I did it, so it was quite some time back.
I hurt. But I know I can still run. And I don't know how far I ran, probably not all that far. Maybe a mile, but I did it. My muscles feel like they've been caught in a cowboy's lasso, that coarse rope squeezing tight around them, rubbing them raw. They'll heal...
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