Standing Still to Run

Once, weeks or years ago, I was asked by one of my running route denizens if I ever took a day off. My response: No, but only because it’d get too easy to take two days off.

Though I’m still on the mend from the past few days or centuries or whatever worth of health fuckery – probably a full-court press on illness’s part since I didn’t get sick all summer – today is the first of those days I’ve decided to not run.

This is, undoubtedly, a calculated risk (made more so with the perpetual bala...