Apparently I have completely recovered from my gout. My foot felt fine as I walked for 50:05 around McMain Mall. I couldn't help but smile as I wondered what the over-under would be on members of teams which competed in the 1977 mens NCAA Cross Country Championships who have ever mall-walked. I think I'd put it at about fourteen.
I jogged for a total of two minutes through the first and final half mile and alternated one-minute jogs with one-minute walks through the middle mile to complete the Levy Loop this evening in 26:34, with splits of 13:18 and 13:16. My fat legs felt great.
Afterward, as I walked down my driveway, for about half a second I mistook a stump for Samantha (not, "Hey, Samantha's back." More like, "There's Samantha," as if she weren't currently Iams dog food).
OVERHEARD
"That's dedication if I've ever seen it."
—40-year-old man who did not sound like a man raised in Levy from his front porch as I jogged by in the rain on Maple Street
"There used to be a chink store right here, sold all sorts of Chinese stuff."
—middle-aged woman with a midwestern accent to her husband on the lower level of McCain Mall
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