Pitch black sky, but the moon is bright.
Somehow we made it out tonight.
Running.
It's actually kind of stupid when you think about it.
The simple act of moving our legs forward, swiftly.
We try to go faster each time.
But for what reason?
Three hills are on this route.
But we don't feel a darn thing.
The body, it's just going through the motions.
Where's the euphoria when you're done?
We've felt it before, but not on this one.
We don't have to have a reason, tonight.
Weekly Total: 15 miles running, 3750 yards swimming
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