I'm still sad.
This is no joke. Pita [after the loss] said "we need to get you outta here and do something".
So I said, "let's go rent a movie" [I know, I know, I'm a wild and crazy girl].
45 minutes into it . . . . . . I fall asleep.
saying, "cats score! then..." [not sure why I said "then"] I woke up.
Freaked the snot out of the pita.
BUT . . . . Now, I'm hoppin' on the Bulter Bandwagon.
In running news . . .
happy. happy. happy.
Biggest MILEAGE week in my life.
Thursday: r e s t
Sunday: r e s t
EQUALS = 84.2 miles
please tell me how I have a "sock tan line" when I only run indoors?!
39 days until this.
a w e s o m e.
I know, Neil and Matty-O, when's the 44.44 coming?!