Did 3 miles this morning in the drizzle and lightning by myself. We're in Indianapolis at The Boy's parents place so it was a big deal for me to actually get out and run by myself on unfamiliar roads. We're in town for the Mini Marathon tomorrow, which The Boy is running in. I was supposed to, but had to sell my bib due to injury. Right now I'm warring emotionally with myself, part of me is excited to watch the event and cheer The Boy and his sister and her hubby on, but there's also a big part of me thats jealous and a bit resentful. Sigh.
K.