I said I felt a little bad for sitting around and enjoying the quiet instead of running.

So I got off my ass.

3.25 miles, 9:06 pace, low aerobic, and exactly what I needed. Not a punishment run. Not a prove-everything run. Just enough miles to quiet the guilt and remind myself that relaxing for a while does not mean the standard disappeared.

Coffee, bills, quiet house, then a run.

That works.