Just an hour ago.
5:30 AM is a God-awful time to wake up. I did a half mile, non-continuous, in about I-don’t-know-how-long. My recently holiday-fatened body did not appreciate this activity, but I told it to shut the fuck up or no more peanut butter.
It bitched anyway.
I won’t be able to run Wednesday or Thursday because of class and an early meeting (respectively), but I’m hoping Friday I’ll have the will to wake up this most unnatural of hours to do this terrible activity.