I woke up early enough that I could go for a run before my sister came over for brunch. And here I am, T-45 minutes until eggs and bacon, and I am still wearing my pjs. I have read the fun parts of the paper. I have checked my email. I have finished last night's pizza. I have found my running socks.
I have not gone running.
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