It’s too quiet. Eerily quiet. I’m talking about my body. After yesterday’s half marathon, I expected an ache or two. Nothing. The best I could manage was the faintest of calf twinges as I stepped out this evening for a recuperative 4 miler. Not even a real twinge. More of a yawn than a “hello”. What can this all mean? Either I’m fitter than I thought I was, or I’m heading for a dastardly fall.… READ MORE.... …