Happy Birthday, America!
A busy night at work last night left me groggy all day. I hung out with Andrea and the kids during the day, pushing my run to the end of the day. I was so tired I laid down this afternoon and slept for a few hours, missing the Independence Day fireworks. Oh well, fireworks don’t do much for me. Thankfully Andrea is Super-Woman. She corralled the kids and took them to Town Center to watch the explosives with a few friends of ours.
Tonight’s run was the first 100% pain-free run in over a month… maybe longer. I’m optimistic about my progress, but I refuse to put my guard down. There is a small bit of discomfort now that I’m done, but nothing serious.
My route was limited to the concrete streets in my neighborhood. Even though I ran close to midnight, there was a lot of traffic. Most of the vehicles seemed to be teenagers, so I was alert at all times. Other than one car of kids throwing firecrackers out their window, everything was uneventful.
Right here, right now; I promise to start strength training tomorrow. Every day I say I’ll start tomorrow. No more bull shit excuses, tomorrow is the day!