A Time to Sleep

I’m exhausted. It’s about 10:30 in the evening and I’m still wearing my cammi pants, black socks, and brown t-shirt. Don’t ask. I have no idea why I never got around to changing. And now it’s time for bed. I have a six-mile run tomorrow and as of right now I’m predicting that the morning will bring a decided lack of interest on my part in running with the fast group.

Good night and sweet dreams.