I was going to run 10 miles today, which would have taken me pretty close to Longvale, but as you can see, I got cut short.
When I first woke up, it was raining and rumbling thunder, so I figured that I wasn't going to run at all. I decided to go ahead and do some yoga and then take a shower. But by the time I was done with my yoga, it seemed like it had blown over. Hot dog! I laced up my shoes and headed out. But no, it was a false alarm. Within the first mile and a half, it had started rumbling again, and by the time I got done with the first three mile loop, it was pouring. So, I packed it in.
These things do happen. At this point, I'm thinking about running my 10 tomorrow, skipping this week's cross training, and getting back on schedule on Tuesday. More updates as events warrant.
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Dear nephew:
I know it is hereditary but you are sick, sick, sick.
Love,
Uncle Not A.
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