So, I went into work obscenely early in order to make up for my long lunch. I suited up in a cute little running skirt, strapped my phone on, and started out. DISASTER. First, I was so hungry my stomach was growling (I have to rethink my breakfast of yogurt and an apple, I think). Second, the skirt had a seam on the inside of the leg! Who the hell does that??? Third, the skirt didn’t have a nice little cinch or tie — so my phone flopped more wildly than usual (this is temporary until I find a not horrible version of an arm strap — the one I have is horrible).
So, instead, I left early to try and beat the storm and get my miles in. First, I ran up to Highland Park. People were friendly — I stopped and talked to them about the cat who walked directly in my path (dogs aren’t allowed up on the reservoir path itself), and after a while I took off, then a bunch of people started running with me, and I just .. sort of bolted. I’m really antisocial.
Then, I ran down to Morningside, and finished up there.
All told today? 6 miles. But I got my goddamn file mile run in. It just wasn’t pretty.