Despite feeling like crap, I forced myself to run today. I felt awful yesterday, and worse the day before! So the way I looked at it, this was my best day yet. I was getting worried too. Wednesday I was supposed to run 4 miles, Thursday 5. I had already fallen behind by 9 miles! So I rolled out of bed, er...couch. The couch is my bed here in Buenos Aires. It took awhile to get motivated. Once I laced up my shoes, I knew this was really happening. I ran down Arenales, tried to enter the park and the gate was locked. Ran around the park, by the zoo, looped up and ran around some other bigger park, came back thinking I was almost done. I still had another mile to go. So I ran through the busy streets. Pedestrians are just as dangerous as cars. Nobody was watching where they went. I finally had enough and cashed in my chips at 4 miles.
I've had several donations for my cause. Thank you to Chris Soule, Adrian Hoyle, Joe and Lisa Troncale, Danny Shorago, and Shay Mendes, who says "Kick cancers ass"
I'm running 9 miles tomorrow, so come back and read the exciting tale of that adventure!
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