7 miles this afternoon to make room for a French feast at a cool BYOB in Philadelphia, Bibou. I had celery/leak soup, oysters, endive salad, perfectly cooked sea bass, and a cheese plate to wrap up (morbier, bleu, selles sur cher), oh, and a cab. Balance was probably on the food side, but oh well.
6.5 on the treadmill. It was snowing in PA, so I was like "shah right" about going outside.
I started on the treadmill thinking I'd do a quick 5, that became 6, that became 10K, then settled on 6.5. One of those days.
Got back into running about six weeks ago. Started back into the swing of things doing 5 miles a day about 6-7 days a week (one day off occasionally for elliptical), moved to 6.21 miles for a couple weeks, and the past week I've been doing about 7 miles a day. It feels really great.
I used to use preplanned fitness apps that capped my runs at around 4 miles, and I'd eventually get bored. Now I'm free-running (but tracking it) and mixing things up via trails, paces, and...