Still no picture today. Weekend ate me. * * * So, yesterday, I inadvertently ran 18.14 miles, instead of the 16 miles that I was supposed to log. How, you may ask, do you overshoot your turnaround by a whole mile? You run in flow. And forget to pop out occasionally to check your mileage. …
Pictureless Wednesday. Need to edit more photos and hopefully that will be tonight. Last night’s run hurt like a motherfucker. I don’t know if I didn’t stretch enough or what, but holy crunchy frog, it sucked, not that my pace showed it, so go me. Quads were killing me and the blisters on my right …
But it’s a little girl with a rock. How much luck do you think the White Rook is going to have here? Yeah, me neither. * * * I have acquired an epic set of blisters on my right foot pinkie toe and may end up missing a run this week to give it time …