Today Sister Runner Amy and I ran 9 miles at around a 10:40 pace. I mentally dedicated the first 5.5 to Ryan Shay. I was feeling pretty strong and around mile 4 and took off at a fairly good pace for a while, 9:30 or so I think. (and this would be the part where a less nice sister would mention something about smoking the other sister, but considering how nice I am, I won’t do that) I surprised myself at how well I ran after traveling hours and hours and hours the day before. I’m not known for being good traveler.
I’m also surprised that I actually helped my sister line a cooler with garbage bags, fill it with salt water and put a turkey in it. So it can sit outside and make sea-monkeys overnight. This whole cooking thing is new to me, but garbage bags and cooking aren’t normally things I associate with one another.