If you can't tell by now, my running has tapered off. And not tapered in the way that you're supposed to taper, just a lazy me taper. As in yesterday I looked outside and the roads looked a little slick and I reasoned with myself "well it is certainly not a good idea to get injured the week before a half marathon", so I stayed in. Nice reasoning.
One of the best simple pleasures in life is new socks. And that statement needs no explanation.
My parents and I are going to talk about what we do to two classes of high schoolers today. I am already praying to God for protection and serenity.