Two Days; Two Runs
Friday's run was an exhilarating 3-miler along the East River. I felt good and ran considerably faster than my usual pace. I could smell the salt air from the harbor and the barbecues from families enjoying the gorgeous weather. All was right with the world.
Today, my 4-miler in Central Park was a chore. My legs felt heavy and I had no energy. The smell of hot dogs from the food vendors was nauseating. I couldn't wait to be done with it.
I probably won't run again until Tuesday, when I'm hoping to run on the West Side. Let's hope it's more like Friday's than today's.
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