Life has gotten in the way of my long runs for about a month, but now a few hours to myself is looking more like an option at least once a week and less like only something that seems weeks away. Yesterday looked like a beach day so I ran to the beach. I went slow, listened to Pearl Jam and some other random old school "therapists", and enjoyed every second of it while thousands ran Boston. We are 8 miles due West from the ocean, so there and back was a no brainer. Water and toenails will be factors for next week's long run, and I'm glad I figured those things out sooner rather than later - the race is in one month!