Saturday, March 17, 2012

A Doomed Run...

I couldn’t sleep and I felt better than I have in weeks so I decided to make a midnight gym run. I should have stayed home. I went to the gym with my eyes set on a 5 miler, planning on an hour and ten minutes on the treadmill and for the first 1.5 miles I was feeling good. At a little before 2 miles my iPhone/mileage and time keeper died. So I just said forget about and relied on the treadmill and vowing to find a way to get credit for all five miles on nikeplus. Then somewhere between mile 2.6 and 2.8 I knocked that stupid red thingy out of its little magnetic home and completely stopped the treadmill.

I gave up. Now I’m eating girl scout cookies. I’m not ashamed…

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