Due to burnout and some minor injuries here and there, my running went slack there for a while.

So...toward the end of JULY, one of the HOTTEST DAGGUM TIMES OF THE YEAR, I decided to lace up my shoes again.  And if you're gonna lace up your shoes for a run...in July...in Tennessee, that means you're gonna be haulin' your butt out of bed at the buttcrack dawn.  How else are ya gonna beat the heat? No, no ice blocks down the front of ya pants.  Done tried that. Got funny looks.

Not only does running help with my mental fog, it's a great laxative!  Or maybe it's pre-run coffee that does that?

Running also makes sure I'm asleep by 10 P.M.  And it makes me eat.

A lot.

(Recipe found here.)