Originally scheduled to do a slow 12 tonight, but I didn't get home from work until after 6:30, then had to make a store run, make dinner and THEN run. Twelve miles was just not going to work under those circumstances, especially since the TM room closes at 10. So instead of a slow 12, I did a fairly quick 7, progressing to 8:20 miles and then with seven strides at the end. The 12 now comes tomorrow, when I won't have to go do a pump fill at a hospice. She says she has about six months left; I don't think I believe her. But I've had quite a few patients pass away in the last couple of years. Cancer, heart attacks, mainly. This one is cancer too. Hopefully none of them died because of something I did, but you're never quite sure in this business. I know every time I fill a pump I could kill this patient if I screw up.
Now that I'm thoroughly depressed... | 