I used the 13th day of my Easter running streak as a recovery. I ran out the door, down to the closest beaches and ran to where the sidewalk ends. I don’t walk around well, but I ran just fine today. On my way down the highway, I ran past another runner. As we approached face-to-face, I thought he was waving to me. Turns out (I only figured this out seconds too late), he was trying to high-five me. That’s just so dang nice. I’m bummed that I missed the chance to high-five another runner. I guess I’m still a little dinged from yesterday’s run.
Miles run today: 5.70