Last night I dreamt I was running away from monsters and bad guys. So when I woke this morning, I wasn't really in the mood to run. Amazingly enough, in my dream I wasn't tired from all the running, and I was making good time. Usually in a dream if I'm running, I feel like I'm going at a snail's pace.
Hit the track early and did another two miles. Felt okay, not great. Oddly enough, I was going at a 10 minute mile pace.
I'm due to get my running watch soon. Yay! It's pink. :)
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