stir it up.

i got a few near scathing emails this morning from big ringers not happy with me. at least there was a response i guess, most of the time you just hear crickets when something is presented as a topic for conversation.

my run last night felt like shit. you know the times, you go out and you run and it just never quite feels right. my breathing was off and my legs felt like concrete. but i put one foot in front of the other and kept going when i felt bad, feather in the hat. these are the days i'll try to think about at mile 21 when i feel like death.

snow tomorrow, i have to say i'm looking forward to it. i can't wait to see how oliver reacts.