day 39-8

I hate having meetings in the afternoons. It throws my eating all off. Oh well. Ran last night, later than normal so I was nervous in itself running through a very wooded park with little lighting at dusk. It’s not that I live in a bad neighborhood, it’s just that I’m just blocks south of ghetto country and I worry. Oh well. I survived and it was fine.

I am putting out a plea for prayers for tomorrow (Saturday) AM. I have to run an almost 3K (that sounds better than 1.5 miles) and I’m so not a morning runner. I’ve been running the past three weeks and getting better but I’m really worried about tomorrow. I don’t like asking for prayers for something so trivial, but I think I could use all the help I can get.