I joined with my workmates running on the Mall at lunch hour. The four of us did about five miles in an hour, including warm-up and cool-off. Because of travel, work obligations and bad weather, we had not followed through on our two-days a week commitment. It's been three weeks since I ran so I was a bit hesitant about how much I could tackle, but I got through without undue duress. There was certainly nothing left in the tank in the final stretch. We noticed that there are fewer runners on the Mall in December than November. I had four layers of clothing on to ward off the cold — the wind on the Mall can be brutal.
Post data: the day after, I can say that my thighs and arms/shoulders are sore and stiff. I slept like a log last night. I've allowed myself to talk myself out of doing yoga and running too often recently because rational excuses are available during the holidays.
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