Pooped

I forgot my watch Monday night, so I don't know what my time was. But I think it was pretty close to usual. Today I ran in the morning, feeling run down from a poor night's sleep. But I didn't think putting off the run until evening was going to make me any more motivated. The track was busy with walkers, and I did my 2 miles in 19:45. My last lap I like to push myself hard, and I accomplished that in 40 seconds.

I've been thinking I may opt for a half marathon closer to home, rather than the Flying Pig in Cincinnati. But we'll see in a few months. If I get a running partner for either, that will swing the decision easily.