Okay, so yesterdays posting was done after a few glasses of wine. I can't tell if it impacted my pretty-much-average writing skills, can you? Today's run chipped away at the hang over, but it is definitely still lingering. Did an easy loop at the park with the usual suspects. Didn't wear my contacts, so I barely could see anything through the drizzling rain. Saw Coach at the end, but he was too focused on running to even say hello. Why do I always fall for the wrong guy?

Distance: 5.2 miles
State of Mind: Foggy, inside & out