1 week done, 17 to go

All I could think about on this rainy morning long run was how warm that blue jacket is going to feel.

Sam said today his impression of me is that I enjoy doing hard things, which I guess is true. I was calling it something more like Stockholm syndrome, where I've been conditioned to need some baseline stimulus or else I'm bored. Runs like this 11-miler definitely remind me that I do enjoy the grind!

I also thought about watching the movie Love, Rosie yesterday and guys I really have such a hard time suspending my disbelief sometimes and this is why romcoms aren't usually my thing.