I like to think I’m reasonably healthy. This lets me do things that I may take for granted. For example, I can, without doing any planning, go for a 32km run. Which I did today.

We parked in the north part of “George Bush Park” (They don’t specify which president they named the park for.) From there, I ran east while Catalina rode a bicycle. Eventually we got to Terry Hershey Hike and Bike park which gave a ten kilometer path besides a creek. I suppose it is the local equivalent of the Edmonton River valley. Then we turned around and headed back.

Of course I took an opportunity to take a slightly different route on the return which caused us to get somewhat lost. Which wasn’t too bad, because it meant we were near a highway after the sun had set instead of a pitch dark wilderness area.

I kept a good pace, but it did take a bit out of me. So when we got home, I chugged some literally freshly squeezed grapefruit juice. It had come off the tree this morning. I added some grenadine to soften the blow, but I still dumped a large amount of acid into my stomach. I didn’t eat much at dinner.

Thankfully, Catalina has an unheated pool. So I stood in that for ten minutes to calm my muscles. Cold helps sore muscles. 

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