30
2.38 miles
12.38 min/mi
  I’m lucky I have a friend this cool to drag me out of bed this early.
 Lights On – Big Grams

You’re a mess,” Amie said to me this morning, laughing. I came sprinting out of my house four minutes late with tangled hair, hat falling off my head, in a terribly wrinkled tank top and tropical printed leggings with my headphones cord wrapped around my neck like a noose. Typical.