Baby Steps

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Forty-nine degrees this afternoon. Sixty-five tomorrow. Green poking through the brown in the flowerbeds. Sun poking through the clouds. 

I finished Bobby Orr’s book yesterday. Orr, My Story. Easy, entertaining read. That’s eight for the year. Picked up The Sportswriter, by Richard Ford. Anybody read it? It’s been on my shelf for a while. 

Ticked off 4 miles last evening, around the block – Faygate, Pot House, Pink House, St. Louis Road and back through the woods. Slow going. Feet aching for the first mile, improving and aching again today. I’m not overly confident. That’s 47 for the year. Again, no promises, no proclamations. 

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