It was hot. Tried to convince myself, while putting on shorts, I could skip today. Felt something unpleasant happen in my left calf and I thought “Pain is inevitable; suffering is not.”
Halfway through I concluded that I’m much stronger in a short amount of time. “Yesterday was my first 3 mile run in months. Now it looks like 3 miles will be the standard.” Then I felt fatigued, and pressed on, wincing and wondering when the pain in my left calf would go away.
Sitting on the couch typing this… it’s still there.
