Went to gym again last night, this time without Laurie. Even though it’s obviously much more fun when Laurie’s there, (or because of this) the fact that I can drag myself there knowing she won’t be there is pretty cool. Yesterday I almost didn’t go, kept thinking of excuses (though none of them very good) but I went anyway. Yay! And didn’t regret it. I ran on the treadmill for 35 minutes, managed to do a 5K in that time. Considering I walked the first .25 mile, that definitely constitutes a new 5K PR. Okay, doesn’t really count, since it was on a treadmill, but I ran fast at times, sometimes close to an 8 minute mile! Treadmills can be fun!

I overslept this morning, apparently didn’t even hear the alarm. Woke up at 7:30, need to leave at 7:45. Made it though, with ten minutes to spare! Whew. I hate the feeling of oversleeping. Had a lovely dream, though. Well, all I can remember of it is that someone told me it looked like I’d lost weight, since going to the gym. Suppose it’s not as lovely when it’s only a dream, but whatever. It was nice to hear, even if it was only my subconscious saying it. Ha ha.