I went to the gym this evening. I'm not normally an evening exerciser but Pippy is inspiring me, despite her lack of posts.
So I was totally jamming, running faster than usual, sweating my ass off, feeling strong, at 2.75 miles/40 minutes and then what? The flipping treadmill cut off. Dang. Not worth it to go to another TM for the last quarter mile.
Came home to some sad new, cried a bit...Gotta pump things up for next week. But I'm psyched to see a bunch of pals this week. :-)