Way to go Sara!.  Two miles is two miles.  Ya gotta love it.

I do. I don't care that it took me darn close to half an hour (part of which because, um, I slept until NINE this morning. I feel so slothful) and it was hot. I just don't care. I ran two miles.

Proceeding with Kat's kappy cheer dance. Oops. Just flipped ice packs across the room with my leg.

K. Gonna go shower now. Hehe.

I have just returned from 37 minutes on the treadmill.  I started off with 20 minutes of walking (forward, backward, "side shuffle"), then ran for ten minutes, then I walked for seven minutes.  I hit two miles at 37 minutes, so I stopped.

I'm now off for a massage.  I just got back from a work trip to Boston.  I was in the store by 6:45 am, and I was there til between 10 and 11 pm almost every day.  Half way through the second day, I had no ankle, and my calf was swollen.  I'm taking Aleve, icing, and I'm hoping the massage will help some.

One day at a time.

Somebody get that girl a scotch and soda. Way to go, you.

Just had a very good 8 miles. Ran the meandering paved trails in the woods out here in Reston. I saw more deer than people! (4 deer, 2 people, if you are keeping track).

Picked up the pace on the second half and finished in a personal best 1:07:46 (8:27/mile pace).

So I'm happy. Only a 5 miler tomorrow and then a 2-day rest before the olympic-sized triathlon on Sunday morning!

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I fixed it and would not have noticed that I goofed it!  I had a beer and am now hydrating the right way for a longer run tomorrow!  I don't have to go to work.