On a sunny fall and crisp afternoon I went back to run at the National Mall. My fists were so cold, I could not even notice whether my knees were hurting. I saw the Vietnam and Lincoln Memorial, ran along the Reflecting Pool and the Constitution [mini] lake. Lovely sights. The first mile was downhill, so I beat all kinds of speed records, but the way back was rough, like running through molassas. My legs are very tired now.
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