Day care sucks. Well, that's not exactly true. Day care is actually a pretty happy place. But the germs that fester in that petri dish suck. Since Ezra started attending several weeks ago, our family has been engaged in an ongoing fight against recurring and resilient illnesses. My immune system better kick it up a notch.
Despite a slight cough, I had a great run this morning. Jballs, my long lost running friend who has been sucked into the abyss of natural gas exploration and the exceedingly exorbitant work days it demands, actually met me for a 6 mile run around town. The cool temperature kept the pace brisk, and we ended up running an extra 1/2 mile. Both of us felt great after the run.
I've got 34 miles on the schedule this weekend (two runs--24 and 10), and I guess that's going to be the M.O. for the next 6 months.
"What did you do this weekend?"
"Seriously, what did you do?"
"Seriously: I ran."