I got up this morning to run. 75% of my inspiration for getting up came from my challenge group and 25% of it came from the simple fact that I went to bed early enough that my alarm going off wasn't the worst sound in the world. It wasn't the BEST sound, but it wasn't the worst. I should remember that when I feel the urge to read just one more chapter or play just one more game of solitaire.
I like three mile runs. I think running for at least three miles gives me a nice calorie burn and sets me in motion for a good day.
Today I ran FOUR miles.
Somehow I manged to get out the door faster than normal (see above, getting enough sleep) so I had an extra few minutes to add in some mileage. After that extra few minutes I realized I was super close to a four mile run. I did some mental calculations, cut some time off of my morning routine (who needs shaved legs when they're wearing pants?) and went for four miles.
I run an out and back route, but this time I crossed the street on my back part just to change things up. I will not be doing that again. Apparently, that side of the street has lots more building with alleys between them and alleys creep me the eff out. Nothing good happens in alleys. I watch super hero movies, I know these things.
When all was said and done I finished my run in just over fifty-two minutes.
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