Yesterday I ran 6 miles, one hard uphill thing. Today I ran 6 outside and halfway though the snow came, lovely. The other runners I saw exchanged knowing looks...and an old Russian man said in a thick accent "good for you" as I approached summit road. Sometimes the universe is nice. Have to cook some cupcakes for a part tonight, and not eat all of them. all. of. them.
I hope tomorrow the streets are alright to run...cause the gym is a pain to get to from home.
Happy Last Day.
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