So after a night of carousing with Elliott and Cat and Hayden, which involved a Strawberry Cheesecake spoonbender at Good Times and a late night Circuit City run, I was feeling pretty tired (from the previous night's lack of sleep). So when I got back home, I essentially crashed, while originally hoping it'd be a quick 3 hour respite at best, I ended up waking some 7 hours later or so around 4 in the morning. So I figured I'd get up, finish some studying and homework and do something I've been meaning to do and get into the habit of for the longest time. Go for a brisk morning jog!
So I threw on my hoodie, clipped on my Ipod shuffle, and pressed play queuing up an infectiously catchy Japanese techno pop tune from the band Supercar and started on my lap around the Boulder streets. Jogging on concrete isn't spectacularly great for the knees so I may reconsider a different route later on, but it feels great to work up a good sweat in the morning and breathe in that fresh air and get the blood and heart pumping. Love it.
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