I ran 6.5 miles on the Parkway again, in keeping with my new training philosophy. I was out about noon and the temperature was in the low 80s (F). I forgot to carry water, and I got pretty thirsty. There is a fountain at one of the picnic areas, and I got a drink there. I felt pretty good during the run, even though I was thirsty.
On the way back I was passed by a younger runner. As he passed, I said, "You have a great pace!" He slowed to my pace and asked if I minded if he asked how old I was. I said, "73" (actually 72 and 11 months). He said he hoped his joints would hold out so he would still be running when he is 73. I hope the same thing for my joints so I'll still be running when I'm 83.