Pavement

The stars aligned--Wendy and Eloise were napping at the same time--so I went running for the first time in about six months. It felt great to (1) break a sweat (for reasons other than spicy food), (2) listen to music somewhere besides in the car (the Lance Hahn mix from GR51), and (3) recall how great my newest Pumas feel (so tech, but ridiculously functional).


Afterward, I felt great until I looked up the distance. Not even three miles in 30 minutes? Damn.. I gotta work harder. Maybe next month.