[By the way, this photo…and most of my photos lately is from Instagram, which I’ve become obsessed with in the past few months. I’m theodorableÂ (shut up, childhood nickname) if you want to follow me.]
This morning I met AshleyÂ for a run. 5:15 wakeup,
5:45 5:51 I was at her apartment.
We covered about 5 miles together, and I covered 1.2 running to her apartment and then back to my own. My legs felt like lead, and for a good stretch of the run, we could barely see three feet ahead of us in the dark, but I’m glad I did it and I’m glad I had Ashley to meet to get me out of bed.
Today marks one year at my job. It’s been an intense one, but after being laid off,Â I’m happy to have a job, and I’m proud of still maintaining my weight and running (and, oh hey PR-ing my marathon) despite working long hours.
Thanksgiving was last week, but I’m still thankful. Okay, time to blast some Christmas music in my ears and get to working.