Six times. In the last just over a year of running, I’ve been required (or at least made the decision) to run on a treadmill just six times.
Those include the last two days.
Seriously – I don’t know how people do it. If all of my miles had to be run like the 5 miles I ran today or the 3 I ran yesterday, I’d have quit months ago. Give me the fresh air and the scenery and, you know, real movement.
Back home, and back outside, tomorrow.
A Constant State of Hunger 