I pulled it together this morning, layered up, and went running outside. 5:45am. Zeke, the dog, was looking at me breathing heavily twisting his head from side-to-side the way he does when he knows something fun could be about to occur so I took him with me. He's getting better. Perhaps the 'no-squirrel' environment helped. He ran pretty steady by my side - just occasionally stopping abruptly to smell certain spots in the snow.
Yesterday, Wednesday I got up at 4:55am and went to the Y. Swam 2 grand then went upstairs to run on a little tiny indoor track with high banking in the corners. 14 laps = 1 mile. The engineers shouldn't have built this 'opportunity' to run indoors. I was good for 14 laps, I think - I couldn't even keep track of how many times I ran around in a circle. I kept thinking of Zeke chasing his tail the whole time for some reason. After that I hit the weight room for just a minute or so. One of the usuals from the pool that bobs up-and-down for an hour everyday was up there and asked me if I'd swam that morning. You just can't beat the downtown central branch YMCA camaraderie. We're like a team.
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