For me, the worst part of running in the cold is the effect it has on my throat and lungs. Intellectually, I know there is nothing wrong with breathing in all that cold air, but I cannot help but feel that all those frigid humours/vapours lend themselves to a melancholic, consumptive disposition. [In case you cannot tell I'm feebly trying to write like a 17th century physician, warning against damp and drafty air.] I've got several leeches on my back, though, and I am feeling much better.
As far as actual injuries go, thanks to a stretch I learned in the newspaper recently, my plantar fasciitis is doing well, and my hips seem to be fully recovered.
Today will be a bummer, so I am glad I ran. It feels good knowing that at least I did my run today.
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