Hit a 6 mile run around the Speedway after class. Got hollered at no less than 3 times, and almost hit once. I love Daytona.
Shins felt like arse 2 miles into it. This may be due to poor form and/or the fact I hadn't eaten since 8am and only had coffee in-between breakfast and the run. Mom sent her Valentines day sugar goodies. I ate entirely too much. Paid for it in the run and feeling like garbage after.
Marine Corps tried to surprise me with a PFT tomorrow morning. Told them wasn't happening. Time to rest, recover and dial in my nutrition. I'm a week away from making my life happen.
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