I ran 6 miles today for the second time. I got up at 7:30 in an attempt to get started before the sun came out. No such luck. I made it through all 6, but it was tough. The hill at the end kills me and I'm more trotting than running. But, I still did it without walking.
And now, my legs are done. Just done.
Post run meal:
Tonight is the Taylor Swift concert. I bought these tickets last fall sometime for my sister's birthday which was in December, and now we're finally going. This is an expensive birthday present, and I also promised her Vegas this year for her 21st. Oy.
I need to pray more. I'm sad and lost these days and I know prayer will help. It's upsetting that when I'm the most in need of it, I somehow forget. I suppose it's because I'm so caught up in my thoughts that that's all I can think about. Mat has been wonderful through it, and has been reminding me to pray.
Another bad thing is when I fall asleep before I can get any real prayers in. *sigh*