One of those morning where I really had to just throw on the kicks and get out the door, otherwise I would have easily talked myself into going back to bed for a little nap. 3.5 miles up the FDR, lungs feeling pretty good, slow out, fast back, iPod helping me out on the hills, shuffling in Decemberists, Onyx and Cowboy Mouth back to back, bringing me home, appropriately with Zero 7. "Who am I to pass judgement on your life."
I am grateful for this run today.
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