After a long day of hunting in the woods, as soon as we got out of the car back at home, I took off down the neighborhood. Brandon and his dad were looking at me like I was crazy because I was still in my jeans and hunting garb, I just yelled over my shoulder "it'll be okay, it's only a mile!!" 9 minutes and 32 seconds later I was knocking on the front door. Still pretty slow, but it's the fastest mile all year! Ha.
Day five in the bag.
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