Had a great time with Mojo yesterday -- we tried our best to be a bad influence to each other ("let's just stop and eat now"; "okay!"; "shouldn't we run more than 10 steps before we eat?"; "grphm...fine").
It was suppose to be a 7-miler day but due to a combination of Mojo's aches and my miscalcalculation, we put in 5 good miles in beautiful sunny, clear weather.
We're both feeling like Vegas is achievable. A fabu way to start the last phase of our training!
