An effort

This was work.

Running the Levy Loop in 18:55 was hard. I ran splits of 9:50 and 9:05, pushing on Maple Street a half mile from the finish because I was afraid I wouldn't break 20 minutes, and then on Orange because I realized I could break 19 as I ran past a fire truck and an ambulance (when did fire trucks begin to accompany ambulances, and why? Do they fear the sick or dying person might catch fire, or set one as a last act?).

My legs remain dead enough from Monday's run to have made no step easy this morning, And it didn't help that it was almost balmy out, 70 degrees and heavy with a brisk wind blowing from the south.

I planned to run intervals tonight, but I don't know.