It's wearing me down. I did 12 miles after work Wednesday and was trying to beat the clock -- or the sun, rather -- so I wouldn't get caught running in the dark with my shades on. A bad idea.
Less than 12 hours later, this morning at 5 a.m., was out there again to do a recovery 8 miler. Not my ideal to do 20 miles in the span of 12 hours (and sleep snuck in between). But at least I have a day's rest before my 5 miler and 17 miler (14 at pace) this weekend in DC.
And I also have to fit in some spending as the Canadian dollar hit par with the U.S. Dollar. Shoes! DVDs! Electronics! Books! Clothes! It's a firesale in my eyes.