Toots and Sally Ride Again

I woke up after having SLEPT THE WHOLE NIGHT THROUGH. Minor miracle. An event. Unparalleled. I stayed in bed as long as my aches and pains would let me after I woke up. Took Dawg for a walk and then to the vet; found out that she is “in perfect health.” Came home, went running, ran 5 HARD. Averaged about 8:45s, passed some middle aged out of shape dude who tried to not let me pass him, left him in the dust, thought my head might explode because at that point I cranked it up to about 8:30s. Got home, took Dawg for an hour walk because I did not want to deal with her for the rest of the day. Ate like a horse. Did part of my strength training, researched some info for my running class this evening. Went to class, ran 3 with the women, talked about gear. Rode my bike to and from class. Sitting at the computer right now posting about mundane crap and having a glass of rouge. My legs hurt. Trying to figure out what marathon I need to choose. Contemplating Afton. Relieved that Lumpy suggested Afton instead of the 5k this weekend, because after all, I’d ALWAYS rather run trail. Thinking about tomorrow and She Runs. Must. Sleep. Soon.