According to Yahoo Maps, which I'm totally wasting time on because Ant asked me to put away the laundry and I'd rather do ANYTHING but that, my trip is going to be 3872.83 miles. ALL.BY.MYSELF. Yikes!!! I'm getting a bit nervous.
And seriously. Ant gathers up the ridiculous amount of laundry we've managed to create, takes it all the way to Mill Valley, washes it, dries it, folds it, packs it up, brings it home, carries it up the steps to our apartment, and he can't be arsed to just finish the job and put it away?!? I'm expected to do it?!? WTF???
Fine. I'll do it. But I'm going running first. And then I'm getting more coffee. And maybe a cupcake or three. AND YOU CAN'T STOP ME!!
3872.83 miles. Plus all the miles I'll spend totally lost. Can I really do that?
Focus, Jes. Running. One foot in front of the other. I can totally do that.