One PAX tossed aside the Charybdis that is the Fart Sack and launched another edition of The Clinic. Conditions remained 70 and sunny. According to the gentleman cleaning the beachside sidewalk, the following may possibly have happened:
Solo-ga: it’s Wednesday, so we stretch. Neck, shoulders, torso, hips, thighs, shins, ankles.
Next up, beach run. Sandy. But, not cold. And, not wet. And, not easy on the legs.
Call it 3 miles. Maybe more. Dunno. And, pretty sure YHC just thankful for the opportunity.
Name, number, and shared a brief appreciation for good health and a great day with the guy cleaning the walkway.
NMS:
First half of the run was solo. Second half was a lesson in progressive lighting options. Person 1: headlamp
Person 2: flashlight (more powerful than headlamp)
Person 3: full flash torch.
