The main trail that I do is four miles, out and back. So I did it twice. I meant to run the same time, or aim to be faster the second time, but my head was too full of thoughts and I forgot to check my watch.
Because of scheduling purposes (darn it when life gets in the way of my running and training) I couldn't do 14 miles today, so I switched it up and will run that next week.
It was supposed to be bloody hot (best said in an accent I don't actually have); heat index near 100 or something. I like the heat--I am someone who is constantly cold, constantly wearing a sweatshirt around our too-cold, a/c-pumped-up-too-high house--and I love to run in just a jog bra and shorts. I was going to do the W&OD today but because it's hardly shaded, I opted for the well-known Seneca. It was about 85 when I ran, but didn't feel too bad. I was drenched by the time I stopped, though, and shamelessly took off my soaked jog bra and threw a shirt on before taking off to my next destination, where I changed from sweaty runner to sundress-wearing lady. But I was happy to be a sweaty runner underneath.
That night I went to a Legwarmers concert with some of my girlfriends. I yelled the words out as if I knew them (I'm horrible at remembering lyrics) and broke out some dance moves that have gathered too much dust. I drank way too much and danced like a crazy person with them. The night ended way too soon! At 1 AM. :)
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