Was reminded of this fine website by a kindly bloke who tricked me into running on this very day. The trails were good to me, less good to the bloke. 3 grind, 3 less grind. Later ate my soul into oblivion and then observed a cabin late into the night.
Jogged so hard. Ran up a mountain to the rock called big. Saw snow, saw Winter, saw my life flash before my eyes. A superp hour and a half with the one called beej. 8.69/10, may attempt again.
Hike for recovery. 2.5ish miles trying to motivate a herd of tired manchildren. Was challenged to a downhill race by a friendly soccer man. Foolishly dropped 2:20 800 at the expense of my knees and feet. Still counts as recovery.