Don’t you love it when you have one of those runs?
I knew it would be good the moment I woke up this morning.
The minute I put on my shoes.
The second my foot hit the pavement.
I did nine miles. I could have done another one, but I held back. Still worried about that knee. It did hurt a bit when running, but in an odd way. Almost as though it begins in the bottom of my foot and radiates up to the knee, on the side of my knee.