the GOT bike

 Sort of. But first, let me step back a day to Tuesday when, after a couple errands, I took a run on some gentle-ish trails in Amherst. That was my second recent run after managing about five miles of mostly dirt road and snow mobile trail early last week. Yesterday was feeling about the same, not bad, when I arrived at true singletrack trail fifteen minutes Into the run. Fifty yards into that, I tripped on a root, which is pretty typical for me as a trail runner with a stride that doesn't include lifting my feet. Oof, although, I'm pretty used to that, but when I got up and ran another twenty feet, I was feeling little less not-bad than when I started. It seems my recovering leg didn't like the shock of having its stride broken, so in my genuine attempt to learn wisdom, I turned around and started back, walking. I did run a grassy few hundred yards toward the end of my return, and that didn't feel bad, but I was still pleased with my choice to be gentle on my body as i...