Either way: beer tastes so good and I'm feeling so right. Music, Maestro...
Sunday finally lived up to it's moniker and I've got the crisp shoulders to prove it. Thank the Lord...
...yeah, too late, but you can't blame a guy for trying.
Nice threshold run at low 6's this week (last mile at 5:50) and some welcome progress to the weird numbness/ache in the ball of my left foot.
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Oh you've been waiting for that beer for quite some time now, was it even better than you'd hoped for?
Dig the tune!
I'll have the welcome wagon waiting in Hades...
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