So I ran this morning. I adjusted my route to spend more time on asphalt, which I'm assured by my mom to be softer than concrete.
Ran to Veranda Park, did my forms and came back. Took 19 minutes. A slight improvement over Friday, although I don't think I was checking with such precision on Friday, so it may be the same. So 1.5 miles today done as well.
Nick was supposed to go to school this morning instead of enjoying the middle of a six-day weekend for some purpose of his History final. The teacher left a message on the machine and not much explanation. Nick, being his usual stubborn self, went through all the work of waking up and having a shower to be an ass about actually going. I don't think he's left, actually. The teacher's probably trying to do him a favor, but Nick's too busy being a cock.