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This weekend was our anniversary.  13 years!  It hasn’t gone well. This and that and the other…you know.  Naturally falling in line with all other things upsetting, my running suffered.  My mind wasn’t in it so every step, every foot fall, felt like a bowling bowl dragging me back.  Saturday:  A 90 minute run. Ran with Ted and the dogs then finished the last 40 minutes alone. My mind was heavy with bad thoughts and upsetting things.  I was just happy to finish. In spite of everything, I looked forward to Sunday’s long run. 20 miles.  Taking it easy and [...]