This number is my all time low.
Since the inception of this blog in 2007, that is the lowest amount of miles run in a year.
I have a lot of reasons.
I moved. I didn’t know my area. It was dark. There was a park.
My nephew died. Hello, I did not run, I went into a cave.
I’ve run once a week in December.
These 280 miles. They are mine
They represent a small part of the 4456 miles I have run already.
I’m not ashamed of the seeming smallness of them.
But I turned the calendar.
I’m 56 in a month. I’ve run 6 marathons.
I can still. Run.
Tomorrow I lace up.