Light Duty

With most of the Davillians seemingly injured, sick themselves, or with sick family members, the PAX did some running, which is purportedly better than no running. As YHC was pondering whether to get his sore back out the car for what appeared to be a solo run, Spit came in a few minutes late expecting to do a brief, light effort as he returns to health. The brief, light effort, just over three miles, was perfect for both, and there was plenty of pleasant mumblechatter about Disney despite our ailments.