It's Tuesday morning, 5:53 a.m., I am going to go do my 2-3 miles now. Alone, outside. I have never jogged in my neighborhood before, except on the way back from dropping Daemon at school, never just for exercise. Never just to run. Why do I feel nervous? First time jitters. I will be victorious!
They told us not to eat too much, just cuz we are running, but I am eating like a voracious wild dog who likes sugar. It's my running fuel. Crap, I just realized I was about to run on an empty stomach, well, coffee stomach. Maybe I will, just for the sake of the experiment. It's only 2 miles, not 10...
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