Uh, no, I'm not thrilled.

OK, so that's a lie. I'm ECSTATIC. The BF and I ran six miles on Sunday (the first "long run" of the 18-week training program), and it went flawlessly. I didn't even know I had shins. They didn't make a peep. Not one. (And that was probably all the hate mail they received, containing anthrax and whatnot, so, thank you).

Now if we could only do something about the heat. It's a little hard to breathe with the sun pelting your entire exhausted body, but whatever. I'll take pain-free over cool temperature any day.

Now, uh, excuse me while I take a week off from running to bask on Myrtle Beach... As of 6:30 a.m. Wednesday, I'll be on a plane to sweet, sweet salvation.