Notes
This run was wild. The day began by me oversleeping on accident after wanting to sleep for just a single minute more but then my alarm not waking me again, so I already was going to be in a rush. The run itself started off nice because it was misty and the sun wasn't out, but then at about 1.5, it hit me. To my horror, a memory came from the depths of my soul and hit me square in the stomach: I had Mexican last night. The run after that essentially became 6 gut-wrenching bathroom breaks broken up by periods of running. But it didn't end there! At around 4 miles, I realized that my shorts, ones I have foolishly held onto since 7th grade, had finally reach critical disintegration! This piled onto my already painful chafing, and with about 1.5 left I just had to tear the netting. By the time I got back to my car it was 7:25, and I had to leave for work at 7:35! So I ended up calling them and letting them know, and I was only about 8 minutes late. All in all, not a very good run.