what an interesting run. Made it 3 miles outside when I got stuck in a torrential and sudden downpour. Found shelter under an apartment complex with an old lady named Jutah. Called James with my broken phone to come pick me up. Dropped off Jutah at her house, because we didnt want to leave her stranded in the rain. Continued the rest of my ten miles on the treadmill in the gym, in my full running outfit, and felt like a doofus. Had a headphone malfuntion. Ran 10 effin miles on the treadmill while people stared at me like I was crazy. When I finished, a guy asked me how far I had run. When I said 13 miles, he said "oh you poor thing!".... um... I'm doing this by choice.... yes, maybe I am crazy.
You know, just another day of training. Yup.