you get out of it what you put into it

Busy.  Busy.  Busy.  Busy.  BUSY.

Stress level is about 104 on a scale of 1-10.

Busy day.  Had to go to class and give a speech.  Made a 95%!  WAHOO!  I am so glad that is over with.  Only one more to go.  Thank goodness.

Hour long commute back home.  Ate KFC for dinner.  Yum.  Planned to run with my friend (the guy that complimented my calf muscles) on a full belly... for both of us.  We did it intentionally.  I ran the .35 to his house and talked for a minute before we set out to make ourselves sick.  I succeeded.  8:05 pace was VERY hard for me.  I love that he pushes me...  I'll never improve otherwise.  I threw up at 1.15 distance.  In his neighbors front yard.  I felt bad.  Disgusting.  I figured it would happen though.  I wanted to see how my stomach could handle eating and running.  I'm pretty sure I just shattered my dreams of an ultra.  Dang. 

Weather is great here in AL.  I wore shorts and a tech shirt tonight and was sweating.  I also have lots of mosquito bites already... it's too early for that!  

85* when I ran... too hot!  I would definitely prefer to run in the cold temps than the hot.  

Ran with 2 good friends, Brooke and Justin, who are both top top top local runners.  Well, Justin hung with us for about .15 until we nearly got hit by a car and he said he was leaving us.  Thanks!  We ran very easy... especially for Brooke.  I'm sure she was so bored.  I definitely wasn't enjoying the heat.  Made me feel sick again.  My body needs to get used to it.

I was glad to get in a few miles since this wasn't planned until about 4:30 today and we ran at 6:00. 

Cut the run short due to a storm rolling in that had some significant lightning.

Went to Starbucks for a while and then volunteered over at a local 8k.