Tuesday night I ran a bit over 4 miles. I don't think I got out the door till 9:30ish. Conditions weren't great, but they certainly weren't bad. I have had some late night runs where I could envision the predators thinking I was some injured animal flailing around in the snow. I felt semi-brave but didn't venture as far as when I have company.
Wednesday, Rick started out with me before supper. He only got in a couple of miles before his calf stopped him. The dry, sugary snow is hard on the calves. Poor guy, it seems to happen every time he's nearly all the way back. I finished up with as exactly four as Garmin allows.
I hate injuries.....hope Rick gets better
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