Day 1163

So, after It rages about the den, promising to go to Loews etc...where is It??? A series of medical appointments. Jeez, how do you spell "displacement?" Fucking shipwreck. It is HELL bent on using the den as Grand Central-despite having 2 other exits. Yesterday, as painters do, there were tarps everywhere, plastic sheeting preventing access...until It struck. Tore thru all of it. And Stoney wonders why things fall to shit.

BUT, this am, got my miles. Tired of the 6am class bullshit, wherein the Instructor whines about their boss, or no one shows for class. More running more gooder. THEN, to ramp things up a bit, Spin class as well.

EXHAUSTED, but feeling REALLY good.

Icing on the cake: paid for The Big One bus @ Runner's Edge.