This morning I ran twelve miles before work. It was a beautiful morning – I started with four miles on the treadmill because it was still dark out, and let’s be real, I have no desire to be eaten by a mountain lion. In fact, I’m scared to death. So, I did some time on the TM and then headed out to my normal road to finish the last eight. It was absolutely beautiful – dare I say that fall is almost here? It was cool and clear and I got to see the sun come up. Not a bad way to kick off your Friday!
While I was running I got a text message from my sister. It was Miss Chloe saying good morning:
Being the fun aunt that I am, I decided to say good morning back in the same way (so that she understands, of course):
Yup, running actually makes you crazy. Just a little.