Sometimes fitness is such a clever ruse - using my legs to shatter away doubts and fears and pretend I am stronger than I am!

So to update: 9 miles on thursday, none yesterday and 900 single stair repeats this am.

A bandana-less run in my part of the world this morning. I started at 6.20am - relatively late by my standards with a belly full of food and a heart full of caution. A rare 10min/mile run that lasted 86 minutes to the dot to make 9 miles. It was so very gross and humid and I finished with a tee-shirt that you could wring sweat out of. It is my badge of honor while in India - I love the heat. The hotter and the more sweat, the cleaner I feel. I also earned a really strange tan.

Finished off drenching myself with the sprinklers that shower the very proper garden (?) outside of where I live. And then walked over to the air-conditioned gym to do 20 minutes of weights. Now you would have some idea why I would be the strangest girl at this gym...in India :-)

Thank you Mr. Vedder!

Music memories - why is Black the greatest love song of all time? Ok, Ok. I exaggerate. It reminds me of Monet, Givenchy and summer rain. I had it blaring on today's sultry run...in India. A far cry from my 17 year old self! Enough said!

11k in 55 minutes. I was dragging by the end and was covered in sweat within the first ten minutes. Gross!

Yesterday was 10 miles in 85 minutes. Sunday was an easy 6k in 29 minutes.