Come to think of it, I felt more like a peregrine falcon flying through the air on my way to who knows where. I always liked peregrine falcons as a kid. I did a 30 minute tempo run yesterday. Started off nice and slow, although my breathing belied the ease with which I was running. I rounded one corner and then the next, finally I reached my mark and set off like a bullet being shot from a sniper rifle. I love to run, but I love to run fast even more. It's like being a kid again without any inhibitions or worries because you just run. So I ran, for 12 minutes 17.49 seconds. I covered a little under 2 miles, not exactly the fastest run I've ever done but decent enough for recently getting back on the training wagon.

Today is another easy one, some leg strength training, 3 easy miles, and then stretching my ass off. Tonight I work out some aggression on the punching bag.

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