A Modest Three

Back around the bridal trails at Griffith Park. Some soreness in the knee, so ice today. Looking at last year's logs, I saw I ran for six weeks, increasing speed, mileage and distance in my zeal to run a 5k. Then I took seven weeks off with a sore knee and remorse at stupidly over training. Now I'm roughly back up to where I was when I quit, but it took me six months to reach this point.

Slow is the only way I have left.