Gah. I spent 5 hours in meetings today.
When my last one ended at 2:30, I said to myself, “Fuck it, I’m leaving.”
Since it was very windy, and I’m a wind weenie – stated earlier– I went to the gym. At 3pm on a Thursday, I had my choice of treadmills, oh so many treadmills. My plan called for a 5 mile tempo run. After a 1/4 mile warm up, I jacked that thing up to 6.4 mph, covered the console with my towel so I didn’t have to look at distance or time or pace, and just ran.
My last mile or so, I put this song on repeat, sped up … and just ran.