There's a 7-11 about 2.5 miles from my house. It has rescued me so many times from certain dehydration death. For $1.29 you can purchase a life-saving bottle of water. The cashiers think I am insane ... or maybe just insanely out of shape. I usually stumble in drenched in sweat and gasping for air. The worst part (for them) is when I pull the sweaty dollar from the back pocket of my running skirt to hand to the poor cashier. People, I'm a catch. There's just no doubt about it.
6 S-L-O-W miles this morning (including a quick stop at my favorite convenience store). I don't know why I was moving like a snail.
It is National Running Day --- so, everyone get out there and ...well, you know ... run.
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