twenty!

So much for 18 miles on Sunday.

Put in 20.

Wasn't as horrible as I had anticipated.

Perhaps because I took a day off Saturday - let my legs rest a bit.

I don't run with an iPod.

Prefer to listen to my body instead.

Limbs and muscles first whispering, then talking, then shouting, then screaming...

But between the point where they whisper and scream, they're quietly pleased.

Thankful for the movement.

Which is when I hear my thoughts the loudest.

Sometimes they're words. Sometimes they're lyrics.

Sunday I had this song playing in my head.

And yeah, sometimes I sing along.

Out loud.