I've been punch drunk these past few days as I adapt to a new routine of waking up early and spending the entire day with teenagers. I still managed to knock out an insanely sweaty 8 miles yesterday afternoon, broken hearts style:
Another eight miles today, Cooper River style, for the win. Less than two weeks until the Rock 'n' Roll Philly Half Marathon. Making up for lost training time over the summer. Gonna be a tough one.