Woke up at 4:45 to get in this run. Yuck. But I have class tonight from 5-10. I'm hoping the prof lets us go home early. I left when it was dark and ran 4 easy miles at avg. 9:20 pace. It started to drizzle part way through the run, but it was pretty warm (maybe 55 or 60) so it didn't matter much. After 4 miles I decided to push the pace to see how close I could get to a 9 min average over 5 miles. I did my last mile in 7:34, so I came in a little under 9 min. pace. It felt good. I have class tomorrow too, and I don't think I'll be able to run before it (we'll see though). May I complain about a non-running topic? My mom is so interfering; it drives me crazy. My sister's son is being baptized this weekend, and when she first planned it, she called me and I told her that it was graduation day. She told me to go to graduation (she's not churchy--in fact, she literally said, "It's only a baptism. Big deal." I hope that changes) and I compromised. I'm going to graduation and then I'm going to drive to Chicago afterward for the party at her house (and then I'm taking Monday off). I wasn't planning on bringing the kids since I'd have to drive out of the way to pick them up. So anyway, my mom can't bear to miss an opportunity to see the kids (even though I am spending the whole Memorial Day weekend with her in Michigan) so she told me that she is going to come down on Saturday to pick up the kids. She didn't ask, just told me. I know it's not that big of a deal since she's the one driving 4 hours round trip to do it, but it's annoying. I was actually looking forward to Monday when I wouldn't have the kids with me.
At any rate, my only consolation (I'm so spiteful) is that Eli is horrible during mass and she will have to deal with him. And he's really really bad. I told her she wouldn't even enjoy the baptism, but she didn't care. She makes no sense. Oh, and the reason why I started this rant (I almost forgot) is that she will probably guilt me into not running, since she's going to be at my house when I get home from class tomorrow. Maybe I better plan to run in the morning. We'll see what time I get home tonight.
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