Eight Mile

Went eight this morning. All by myself. Had to fight off nature's call the last three miles, so I'm extra proud of myself for not turning toward the house early.

I'm Running, I'm not Running, I'm Running

The bed trapped me this morning. Second day in a row. Proves that I really need the accountability of someone waiting for me in order to get up at insane hours to run 7 miles. Tonight, the alarm moves to the other side of the room.