Coasting.

That’s how last night’s run felt. I came home from work and attempted to nap (sleeping at night is apparently against the laws of nature for me), then went for a 9 (okay 8.66) miler with Guinness, my favorite furry. I almost turned around and made it a 4.5 mile run, then talked myself into continuing and ended up having a great time. I was too tired to post last night, so I’m posting now and will be again after I get back from running hills. yee haw.