So I’m getting ready to write this about my morning run and am realizing that I don’t really remember it. There was a moment of panic at the end of my yoga class when I thought I was going to have to run, but quickly realized it’s done! It’s a recovery week, YAY, so runs are shorter, slower and more enjoyable. We hit the road at 5:30, I remember meeting Erin on the corner. There was some chit chat and a few laughs. No watch, no worries about the next repeat, no checking the pace. I remember being pleased when we finished, thankful that it was done. Good run, bad run, doesn’t matter. The miles have been logged and I can head to bed!
Days till Chicago: 212
Miles trained today: 4ish
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