i was going to write that i felt like crap today, then realized that it really is all relative. when i was in super great shape around broad street time, i still thought i felt like crap. now i know that maybe i felt like crap, but i was running pretty damn fast. now i feel like crap and am slower. oh well. motivation!!
42 minutes, the normal art museum loop out to the first bridge and back. hopefully got some color :)
hoping hoping hoping that i don't have call wednesday...and that does mean what you (hopefully) think it means girls :)