Tyler drove himself to the airport today while I was at work to fly to SC to visit his mom. I drove home, changed clothes, ran to the airport (the long way), picked up his car and drive it home. Wound up being a 6 mile run. Didn't feel like running at all, as two quick trips into the bushes re-emphasized. Legs were OK, GI wasn't. But I got there without undue mess. No way I could have done the speedwork I had been scheduled to do. |