I ran six mile today, without really trying. It was warm enough (and dry enough!) to run outside, so I just went. When I'm inside, counting laps, I start to drag around four miles, and have to really push myself to get six. But when I'm outside, just going where the spirit wills me, I stop and suddenly realize that I've done six. I hope it will be warm again tomorrow!
No picture today. I'll try to find someplace to stop tomorrow.
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