Listened to John Lee Hooker on the way home and this struck me as a great title for a post. Unfortunately, I'm not creative enough to tie it to something about running. (OK, maybe high pace with low heart rate is boogie while chillin' but that's the best I can do.)
Three days of one-hour runs. No new is good news. I still tweak the left knee on the one very short, steep downhill, but it seems to be improving. The three days of slacking are over and higher mileage is ahead.