A 3.8 mile run around my neighborhood on Tuesday went pretty well, with my sciatica giving me more trouble than my knee did, which is fine, since I have a lot of experience with my sciatica and know it will get better, whereas this knee thing is anybody’s guess. The fact that this was just one day after a five mile run gives me room to hope for the best. I’m somewhere past hoping for a speedy recovery, but I’m still angling for a steady one. (Phase three of grief: bargaining.) Steady enough to start hitting the trails in the next few weeks, ideally. The Hagg Lake mud run is only four months away! I’ve done the 50K two years running and I have no plans not to make it three. The Wildwood trail is calling to me for training, and I’d like to be able to answer.