I know! I'm crazy! I even brought shower stuff so I can clean up after my fartlek run tonight (ffffaaaarrrrtttlllleeeekkkkk).
In other news, my right knee is stiff and a little sore.
LJ! How do you find inspiration? My brain is accustomed to capturing moments instead of writing and I want to do both right now!
And for fun, the last poem I wrote (that is still like) was in 2007: I met an agitated man.