Five runs in five months

What a long winter, fortunately I spent a good deal of it in Indonesia. Unfortunately, I was not running. But surely as the cardinals sing there first songs of spring, I am back out on the streets, doing my part to hasten the snow melt, by breaking off the ice shelves that form at the edge of snowpiles with my size 12 New Balances. One of these days I will slip and tear some previously unknown muscle, but for now ignorance is bliss and the cold merely numbs my reasoning skills further. I ran Sunday, Tuesday and today (Wednesday). I feel great, like I did while training for my first marathon. One day at a time.