Round and round

Still had a bit of a tummyache today (which leads me to believe I might just have picked up some sort of mild stomach virus or something, because the popcorn I ate Saturday night wouldn't still be bugging me on Tuesday), but I got my Tuesday run in. My shins and hamstrings are a bit sore from Sunday, but not bad. Nothing like the 10-mile run, which I keep telling myself whenever I start to feel disappointed that the 14-mile run didn't go better. It was Better Than the Ten-Mile Run. That's my new mantra. As long as it's better than the 10-mile, I'm okay!