Meh, feh, and pfft

ORN: Meat and potatoes run day. I did 5 km in 32:04. Nothing remarkable about the run whatsoever other than the beautiful weather. The good. I ran. I'm at a point where if I get out there and actually run, I am calling it a victory. The forces of apathy, inertia, and sloth are banging down the door. The bad. My legs were still sore from Saturday's long run, yet I felt like I was running for the first time following a long time off. The ugly. I was starving, and I passed about 450 restaurants on my route.