I only made it a mile before deciding that continuing a long, easy run would just be begging for trouble. The calf is too tight. To call it pain isn’t right. I don’t exactly wince with every pushoff, but it’s unpleasant. Could I have forced it? Oh yeah. But it would not have had a chance to heal. Going even a mile was probably 3/4 a mile too far.

But at least I got see the morning alpenglow on San Jacinto.