I wanted to wake up and pump for Elliott so that she'd have fresh milk when Eric took her to my mom's house for the day, so it was easy to hit the gym after and start my first day as a morning runner. And I noticed that the morning people don't mess around - usually I feel pretty good about myself when I'm at the gym in the evening, but in the morning people are a lot less soft. I wore the kinvaras and decided that they're too small (huh...Eric was right...), but I might still wear them tomorrow. Just 4 miles on the treadmill (after a mile I realized that the sound was playing out of the TV and not through my headphones and I was mortified. That's one of my peeves - it's so rude when people do that. So I turned off the TV and went to a different treadmill on the other side of the room), with .1 at 6:00 every quarter in the last mile. |