back in the saddle again.
bright and early for some sweaty, sticky running. topped off with a light drizzle of rain.
no watch. no music (not that there ever is).
just me, my brightly colored mizunos and my thoughts.
that's it. simple. ran an old route.
i didn't keep a pace. i tried to stay positive. i can't say i was entirely positive the whole time.
but i did it. i kept my promise to myself. run for me. no one else.
i'll start it over again tomorrow. one day at a time.
that's all i can do. that's the best i can do for now.