I thought wrong. Totally killed me. But not enough to not go back... The whole time I was thinking, I wish I was running, I wish I was running! Well, I was running, but carrying 10 pounds above my head. Agh, painful. Now I'm resting so I have the strength to go out tonight... at 11pm. That is not new, but I haven't gone out late late like that in a while. I wish we could all collectively agree that it is way cooler to go out at 8 and be home by 11. Good lord, I'm old. At least I get an extra hour of sleep to make up for it!