I was like a red missile, flashing through the sodium night. The prow of my Berghaus jacket (just above the Ipod pocket) cleaving the air as I charge relentlessly, cat like, into the darkness.
Well almost.
Having finished up work for a while I have time to train, and of course time to write this nonsense.
On the bright side, the blister has healed, and I've now marked out a 3 mile training run for my evening sojourns. Every other day this gets pounded, and by early next week I should be comfortably able to kick off the 4 mile attempts.
So less Powerplate and Body Pump, and more, well, running...
Stacy
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Very impressive. Go Stacy!
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