Pshew. Today? Everyone’s cranky. Not sure quite why, but everyone is. Somehow, I get the yard mowed, Missy gets the boys in bed, and I start feeling guilty about skimping on my 8 miler that was scheduled yesterday. So I throw on the iPod, toss on the shoes, and hit the road. Goal was 80 … Continue reading 8 Miles – 80 minutes, right?