My running for the 2020 reflected the general difficulty of this strangest of years. Then, I had an ill-fated experiment during August and September when I refereed High School soccer, seeking to replicate that role I held through the 80s and 90s. I had a bad hamstring and a minor quad injury in just a few weeks on the pitch and through the entire experience, I realized how much I missed distance running. So, no more yellow cards or whistles. Here's what the 52 week totals looked like....never consistently over even 30 miles per week.
This of course meant my annual mileage dropped off, the lowest since 2013.