I woke up feeling pretty lousy this morning. Some joint pain and bad sciatica. I hadn’t been out for a trot since monday, though, and made the gamble that I’d feel better and not worse after a short run. Took Putney with me. No better excuse than a dog who wants to stop and sniff EVERYTHING, to let you go easy. I’ll rest tomorrow and see if I feel up for something a little longer on Saturday. Weee!