36

I ran:
- A hard 4.5 trail miles on Saturday.
- A hard 6.1 mile trail race on Sunday.
- 4 mile Trail Run on Monday evening with Triscuit.
- 2 mile Time trial (4.5mile total) on Tuesday night.
- And this morning I met Lulu, Triscuit and Karma for another 4.5 miles at 6am. 20 minutes on the road until it got light enough to jump on the greenbelt trails, then 25 minutes on the greenbelt.

My legs are dead.

36 are the magical number of hours I get to rest before I go run again Thursday at 6:30pm for 7 miles of fartlek-fun with Billy, Chad and whomever else gets assigned to our paced group. (Hopefully Bruce.)

I'm taking the elevator at work (on flight), and will just veg and watch TV tonight. You can't force me or entice me to do anything else.

36. I love that number, but my legs love it even more than I do.