For two days my pillow was crying out louder than my Nikes next to my bed. The first was because of late-night work and the next because of caroling until very late. Last night we again went for caroling and again we came back after 12. But somehow my shoes managed to call louder this time. Maybe it is because they know I have to still run 55 – 18 = 37 k this week to reach my target!
I have to run. (Pun intended)