Well, the 5K of the Jogging Melville Era is in the books, the second is set for next week, and my breathing is back to normal.
Not that the last part came easily. Rattling off -- which is to say "plodding through" -- 3.1 miles with a pair of steep inclines in the middle was tough, but I endured. I had a little anxiety before the run, since I had no accurate measure for distance on my recent spat of jogging, I knew little about where this path would lead.
Aside from coughing all the way back to my first cigarette, I was fine. And am feeling better about running all the time - yes, even the knees agree.
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