Max, you were missed in DC this morning. Becky and I repeated the Capital Crescent run of last June. My heel is still creaky. Her arch is still sore. Still a great run. We kept a 9ish pace for five, and then, as seems to be my wont these days, I died. This probably has something to do with not having any base. . . One of these days the heel will resolve, and I'll be able to start running more than once or twice a week . . .