Wednesday, May 16, 2012


For the first time in a long, long time, I had an amazingly awesome and incredible run this morning. It might be because I slept well, didn't wake up every hour. It might be because I jumped out of bed. It might be that I ate a more balanced diet yesterday. Whatever the reason, it was fantastic and I loved it and I wanted to squeeze it and call it George.

While on this magical run, I came across two things that I hope never to see again: a dirty diaper just thrown onto the road, and my sad mopey husband w-a-l-k-i-n-g with an injured back (of course, when I suggest a visit to his doctor, he "knows" his doctor will just tell him to stop running).

I hope this wonderful running feeling continues tomorrow morning...

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