Morning never smelled so bad.

I honestly have what feels like hugh chunks of time and no memory at all of what happened. Wow.

I ran my second leg at some point last night. Changed and got back in the van, then woke up in a park and couldn't really see anyone or feel my legs. Is that bad?

God gives us dry socks because he loves us and wants us to be happy.

My last leg is five miles pretty flat. Thank goodness.

Kelly has the giggles. We are all a bit crazy.

Wow.
SHD