That's not a very good way to describe my run this morning, but that's what I've come up with. D and I did 3 miles this morning on an unexciting loop. We only did 3 to serve as a transition between yesterday's mediumish run and tomorrow's long run. It'll add a couple miles to the week and keep things moving. It was meh. A junk run.
Felt fine, still a bot out of sorts, but it was so short I barely noticed.
Last night, we went out and saw Burn After Reading. It was hilarious. Dark, but hilarious. Brad Pitt was perfect. George Clooney was great. And John Malkovich drops the F-bomb about 50 times in the first 2 minutes. Classic.