Since my sister is getting married tomorrow, I wanted to run this morning since I didn't think it likely that I would want to run the morning of her wedding.
She is getting married at 10 a.m. and that would mean that I have to get up at the butt-crack of dawn to run. I like running in the morning, but dawn's ass? No thanks.
Turns out when you are excited to see relatives you seldom see and there is wine (remember the Okanagan has some fabulous vineyards), you shouldn't plan to get up to run.
You shouldn't plan to get up.
So I didn't run today. I used it as my rest day, which was what it was supposed to be. But that means I have to run 7 miles (just over 11 km) tomorrow morning before the wedding.
And it means I cannot sample every local wine tonight.
Drat!
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