It was a rough morning... between the rain and the monster hangover, I did NOT want to run. At all. Much less a long run. After sleeping in, Ty dragged my lazy butt out for a compromise run... as in, I compromised by going at all and he compromised by running in slow motion and only 3.5 miles.
Amazingly, I not only made it all the way home but I even feel TONS better for having done it!! Now I'm all showered with a cup of tea and football! Soon, chicken enchiladas will be coming out of the oven... but that's better suited for my other blog:).
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