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Lets just cheers Sunday.

Sunday is that day of the week where we can sleep in, sip our coffee slowly and move at a slower pace with absolutely ZERO guilt. 

The rest of the week is spent moving at a pace for other people - finishing a project for your boss, dash to dinner with a date or needing to rush home for the landlord. or whatever other 99394375784 demands there are on our time. 

weekends (when not working) are mine. and hanging out with good friends and family is the way i like to spend my weekend days.

 

and running. we do lots of running. everyone has their vice - drinking, drugs, sex, food, whatever. I'm part of a crew who's vice is sweat. and a touch of wine. but mostly sweat.

and now that we've had bouts of springlike weather, I'm getting super excited!! training is better in mild weather. i do like a few runs in the brutal cold/blizzard/downpours - it reminds us were badass, crazy, insane, whatever. but a tank and shorts? any day.

happ sunday all - can't wait until its the weekend again :)
...until then, I'm getting ready to do battle with the workweek! #cheers

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