Running alone

Of course, after bragging a few days ago about how great it is to have John run with me all the time, we can't seem to find time to run together this week. Next week I'll be at a conference and we'll be running alone again. Rats.

Last night, he wanted to do a tempo run, and my legs were sore from the workout I did before running on Monday. He did two miles in under 15 minutes, in the dark, with a few stops for cars. Go John! I walked the dogs...

This morning, I ran five around the neighborhood (46 minutes- not bad, but not great), and he went to the gym. He plans to run tomorrow, when I'll be at work early and at spin after work. Friday I'll run, but he has morning gym planned.

Oh well. At least we have the weekend!