12 miles with Stacie. This time my watch worked the whole time--which was nice, however, I can't get the data off of it for some reason. It was difficult to get out this morning--I really hate running in the morning. It takes me forever to get ready; I don't have time to stretch afterwards; and I'm always a little later for work than I want to be. But I have to because when I run at night, it takes me forever to fall asleep and I get sleep deprived and then I get sick and can't run. This morning we had an 8:00 soccer practice and 2 soccer games at 9:00. We needed to be home by about 7:45, but didn't get out until just after 6:00. I guess I should have slept in and run later in the morning. I ran fast yesterday, so there was no way I was going to make this run in under 2 hours. It seemed more difficult than 12 miles should be. One plus was that I found a bonus drinking fountain in the 8th mile. We ran into Lysa in the 10th mile. Literally. She was coming up the hill and we were going down it. We were on a collision course and when I'd zig, to get out of the way, she'd zag. I'd zag and she'd zig. This continued until we were face-to-face and I had to stop. I guess when you run as much as I have been all over my neighborhood, you just tend to keep running into the same people. I didn't see white pants man, though. I haven't seen him for a few weeks now. I'm starting to get concerned.
It is definitely time to retire my shoes. They have a lot more miles on them than this blog says because I was running in them before I started tracking miles. I've got another pair just like them that haven't been worn yet. I think it is time to start breaking them in. Data
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