My legs have been killing me since getting home on Sundy evening. Actually, that's not strictly true; they felt surprisingly good when I got home but they have been sore since yesterday morning. Anyway, this evening Stef, who had a great time at the Highlander with Yiannis, and I ran on the Dales Way out to the Friends Meeting House. The run felt hard but my legs feel better for it. I was always dubious about the value in running on tired sore legs but have found over the last couple of years that if I can get out even for twoor three miles and very slow (maybe with short walking breaks) I feel better for it
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