From Birch :

Could not have asked for a more classic fall day to wind up the long-haul
marathon training.  Logged a 12.5 miler around Shelter Island yesterday on
a clear, crisp (62) and at bluster day.  Ever see those car adds where the
shiny sedan cruises on twisties on a perfect fall day and there’s a
swirling tail of copper leaves in it’s wake?  That’s kind of what it was
like.  Except add the Shelter island sound as a backdrop and countless 30+
ft sailboats careening on spinnakers through the chop.  Sometimes you just
have to love Long Island.

Run wasn’t quite as easy as I might have liked…taper is certainly doing
some wonky things.  The legs feel strong but sort of bound, as if they
haven’t been getting an adequate workout of late.  Which is, I guess, sort
of how all of me feels.  A bit coiled.  I’m fully fed up with training in
a mental sense; it takes supreme will to haul out for my runs at this
point.  But my body is twitching.  Literally.  I have jumpy legs at night
and can barely sit through an hour at my desk without having to get up and
walk around.  I guess dialing back from 50 to 30 miles a week over seven
days has some odd side effects.

Anyway, it took about 5 miles to warm up and clear out the muscular cob
webs.  There after it was autopilot on the most beautiful of days in a
couldn’t-have-ordered-it-up-better setting.  Not SoCal to be sure, but
pretty much the best the East has to offer in the middle of my favorite
season.