This morning I had a real bonehead moment when I got back from my run. I must have still been in a "zone" because the first thing I did when I walked in the door was spit on the floor. WTF? At least it wasn't a snot rocket, but still! So classy.
It was a pretty run this morning, it was all sorts of foggy, so it looked like downtown KC, MO had totally disappeared. Knee hurt for the first mile or so but then loosened up, I would really like to be done with the pain all together. It's really starting to get old.
I found this picture of even- littler- me the other day, I must have been 8 or 9, Arbor Day 5k.. I can still remember how hot I was that morning. I was wearing a turtleneck, t-shirt and my oh-so-cool purple jogging suit, it had been cold when I started, but then got warm real quick. I wish now that I would have actually been serious about running back then.