The (((heat))) is here again. Got out early with Tom and Danny and cruised 60 minutes of slow stuff before the temps went nuclear. I'm dragging a bit. Not sure if it's not getting enough sleep, carbs or just being 69 years old. Frankly, I don't care. I'm running anyway. There is no bottom. If I had to trade being fast now for being fast when I was young, there's no contest. I wouldn't make the trade. But I still keep trying to find ways to youth myself. Natural ways of course.
So far, just like everyone else, my running keeps going steadily downhill.
Hey! Maybe I just need to run downhill courses.