Today was the day from hell at work.  Long story short, there were a bunch of layoffs and some good friends were among those cut.  I have a little survivor’s guilt which I thought might force me along on the run tonight.  The truth, however, is that I felt a lot more like Homer and a lot less like Pre.  So, without a run under the belt when 10 o’clock hit, I decided the streak might be in danger… but instead I just left the watch at home and decided to press on.  I’m feeling the need to run grow stronger every day but I must say, it felt good to not even consider how fast or how far I went.  As far as I’m concerned the streak continues and that’s the most important part….