So, yesterday I ended up running five miles. I ran last week with a friend, but had to cancel Monday AM to do homework, and he couldn't run on Tuesday because of a schedule conflict. So Wednesday (yesterday) morning I woke up unsure if we were running. When he didn't show up at my house I thought maybe he was expecting me to drive again (despite having told me we'd trade off, but I politely refused, so I was unsure where we stood) so I was about to drive over to his place. When I stepped outside it was surprisingly warm (40 degrees, Fahrenheit) so I dropped my keys and wallet and jogged over to his place. Porch light was off. No answer. Anyway, I started running from his place and quickly decided that I wanted my iPod, and maybe an extra shirt. That ended up being one mile (I was pretty sure it was a mile because it was eleven blocks and I had earlier mapped 11 blocks to one mile), then I ran down to Center Street and all the way over to State Street (500 West) which is 22 blocks (starting at 700 North and 1000 East, that's 15 blocks west and 7 south). Add the return trip: 44 blocks. Plus the initial 11: 55 blocks. After I got home I mapped it on GMaps and sure enough: 5.1 miles.
So, all day yesterday the outside of my knees hurt. So what did I do this morning? Run another 3 miles. Why?? I hate running! (Why? Because I like ice cream.)
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