Oh, 12 miles ---- I thought we were friends. We had so many good times together. I remember when I used to see 12 miles on my schedule and rejoice. Not so yesterday. I saw your dark side, 12 miles and I don't know if our relationship will ever be the same.
I was dragging myself through the end of the Saturday run. It is just wrong to have so much humidity at that hour of the morning. I had to **wring** out my running skirt a few times. Still, the real problem this week was my lack of sleep. My tendency to over-schedule my life combined with my usual insomnia nearly did me in. People in my group are so peppy.
KC: **Yawn**
Peppy Runner: [insert annoying voice] NO yawning. Think how much you've accomplished already today. Only 5 more miles to go!!!!
KC: It is just so hot already.
Peppy Runner: But think how hot it would be if you waited until later to run! What a great day!
KC: [insert angry involuntary hiss]
I'm not saying we can't be pleasant, but please don't bust out the pom-poms before 7:00 a.m.
This week, I'm going to renew my commitment to sleep. It is an inconvenient truth that I can't do this with only a few hours of sleep under my belt every night. There's no substitute for rest. So, I'm going to stay home more during the week .... um ... right after I see Tokyo Police Club and Passion Pit on Monday night...
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