Progression run in the snow at SHS. Pushed the last two miles because I was tired of snow hitting me in the face, and the last two laps and change were GMP, or close enough for government work. Ran in the screwshoes in two inches of fresh stuff; it was actually kinda fun, except running into the wind in the homestretch, where my face got peppered with flying flakes.
Supposed to do 10 tomorrrow. Not sure that's going to happen, but we'll see.
Meanwhile, Max just knocked the cordless phone off the desk and is chasing it across the floor like a catnip toy. El gato esta loco. Muy loco. | 