Legs were dead. Five pounds of shit in a ten pound bag. I ran loops in the cemetery. I felt like death, no way I run the hard paced stuff tomorrow. As if on cue I got a message from Paul who is now running again. Great, problem solved. For the nightly brew I went with Philadelphia Brewery's Pennsylvania Pale Ale (5.25%). This one had some hop to it, almost closer to an IPA.

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