Still achy this morning, but it occurred to me that maybe my legs are achy not just because I didn’t pay attention to my pace yesterday but maybe also because I spent several hours standing around in heels while trying on bridesmaid dresses with Emily AFTER being stupid about my speed. I thought running through the ache this morning would be good for me. Maybe it was. (It’s hard to say.) But that wasn’t the only reason I ran this morning. (It wasn’t even the main reason.) Mostly, I ran because I felt obligated to. I spend so much time complaining about how I don’t like to run in the dark that I just couldn’t pass up an opportunity to run at my usual time (just before 6am) and see the sun. It was nice (if a little cold). Also nice? John told me that I looked super-skinny in my running clothes. I think I’ll keep him.