After more than a week of no running I'm disappointed that my hamstring doesn't feel any better. It's not any worse either, but pooey! It was beautiful out though. It was 49° when I started and 58° when I got home. At the bus stop one lady said, "It's a beautiful day for it." It's a beautiful day for what, lady? Huh?
I miss not being able to read everyone's blogs anymore. I just can't find the time :(
I barely have time to run which I guess isn't that bad since I can barely run. I slept in until 11am. Of course I went to bed at 6am, so maybe it wasn't really sleeping in. I got out the door at noon, and it was 70° out. In your face America! I needed to get out because this week I got a Facebook message from my friend Mike Somar. He invited me to run the Mad Mud Run with him again this year. This year's theme will be Pac Man. We'll see if he can keep his streak of best costumes going.