My babysitter fell through today, so I took the kids to the club, hoping and praying that Myles would survive and let me get my run in. He cooperated today! I kept watching to see if a daycare worker was coming up the stairs. But, he made it. I ran an 8 mile progressive run. 6:52 average. I felt a little tired starting, but felt good by the end of the run.
The guy on the treadmill next to me kept air-boxing the console. In what world would you need to run and box at the same time?
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