Easy hour. Cool and sunny. I wore my cycling gloves to keep the chill off my hands.
Danny kept me company. We passed Vince who was walking on the track and did not make direct eye contact. He mumbled something about being tired. We left him alone. It was strange though.
My legs were still recovering from Sunday's hard run back down from the Park. Quads felt sore. You never know in this old guy's running life. Some days you just don't have it but you just grin and joke your way through the run.