As alluded to in a previous entry, a dog bite grounded me during the brief break. Although I had done some light exercising and gentle running, last night I went out for a short and fast four kilometer joggle down to the airport. Just speed work - or what I call speed work. My running is all Einsteinian - speeds are relative not absolute.
I discovered that the downside was that my wound, appearing to be rather well heeled after a week and a half, wept considerably post run. Flushing with fluids, however, seems like a good thing. Better than sitting on the couch and watching Gnomeo or Rio for the umpteenth time with the rug rats.
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