AM: 4 miles.
Wanted to sleep in but still get a few miles. Realized I didn't have any bus tokens, so I combined my errand and my morning run, something I somehow rarely think to do. It was wet and humid for November 5.
PM: 11 miles.
Felt good. Light, fast, and free (And prone to cliches apparently). Maybe not exactly light. at least 4-5 pounds over racing weight. Too much stress eating. Calorie counting and diary-ing is not enough to tame the monster who lives in my right hamstring and whispers devilishly to me, "eat a few more fistfulls of cheerios and a few granola bars; you'll feel better about life."
+ Rolling, stretching, and core (very late)