Finally, I seem to be getting back to where I was in early March. Four great miles early this morning through the scrubbed, edgey post-rain air. The sort of run that throws you from night to day. Asleep one minute, wide-awake the next. Like the flicking of a switch. I didn’t intend running fast this morning, it just happened that way: a whole two minutes a mile faster than I was just two weeks ago.… READ MORE.... …