i woke up before 5:00. i laid in bed for awhile. i decided i wasn't going to go back to sleep. i got up. i dressed and headed out the door.
at first i didn't have a clue what i wanted to do. i just ran around aimlessly, turning this way or that whenever the urge hit me. about a mile and a half into the run, the aimlessness ended. i started aiming for the nearest restroom. it happened to be at the kwik shop.
after my pit stop, i ran on around the south side of town. i took a few turns i'd never taken before. one of the streets didn't curve around like i thought it would and i ended up back on eighth street when i thought i'd be on ninth. i did a few more turns, then came back to eighth and ran across town till it ended. i turned south a block and picked up ninth where it enters sixth street park.
when i'd run through the park, i started feeling pretty lousy. the 94% humidity started getting to me, i guess. i ran back toward home, but didn't quite make it before a wave of nausea swept over me. ugh! i made it to five miles and stopped. i was done. i fought back the puke monster for a minute or two while i walked. it was vanquished and i made it back to the house in one piece.