Just got back from the Pat Tillman Run. A run honoring and fundraising for a local and National War Hero who died in the line of service.

It was motivating, patriotic, and by golly, I love America.
And running AFTER I get the endorphins.
Not so much during.
My legs felt like railroad ties for some reason.

4.2 miles and I ran it in 42 minutes. I could have done better if there were not so many dogs and strollers there. Babies and dogs....who needs them.

Just kidding. The world would be a sad, sad place without babies and dogs.

I would have taken pictures but I had no room to stuff a camera-I had already stuffed too many other essential things in my underclothes.