Still

I can tell you that you're all I've ever wanted, dear
And I can utter every word that you'd ever hope to hear
Your face so twisted and your eyes alight
I want to tell I can change when you cry at night
But I'd be lying
- Airborne Toxic Event

So last week was a productive week. I got 15.5 miles and 3 strength classes. Tonight I was loathe to go to the gym so I was waiting until the sun set to go around my hood. But then I got worried I'd be tired and not go. So I went and it wasn't pretty, but it got done. I probably should have taken it easy on the biscuits and gravy this morning but I'm only human. I mean, my dad makes the best biscuits and gravy in all the world. The world, people.