For four of the past five years, I spent up to two winter months in Florida. The trips were good, and I ran a lot while I was there. I even successfully ran some races, including marathons. When I returned home each time, I thought I would hit the ground running; I would build on my fitness even further in the comfort of my home and all that goes with it. But each time, I didn't.
March can be a b!tch, and that goes for each of these returns. Including this latest one. I've now ventured out for four runs, and not one of them have been what I wanted and expected. Having said that, two of the runs were with friends, so that part was nice.
Regarding hitting that ground running: never fear. Tomorrow is another day.
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