Watch the sky.

Last night, it was apparently possible to see the space shuttle in the sky around 10pm. The boyfriend was pretty excited about it, so at 9:30, we drove to the parking lot of the local community college and stood around looking for something that looked like a moving star.

It was so cloudy that only a few stars were visible, and they were in the wrong direction than the one in which we were supposed to be looking for the shuttle:


At first, I was confused and thought we were looking for a meteor shower.


We looked and looked, in all sorts of directions.


But alas! The clouds prevented us from seeing any shuttles. I was slightly disappointed, though nothing that making goofy faces couldn't fix:


This morning, I had a four-mile run on schedule. I tried to see if I could punish my legs on my own, without trying to chase Jessica down the street. My legs were a bit tired after yesterday's long tempo run, so I stopped a few times for water and rest. Oh well, some days are better than other. Here are my splits:

• Mile 1 - 9:43
• Mile 2 - 9:20
• Mile 3 - 9:02
• Mile 4 - 8:42
• 0.44-mile nubbin - 3:43

Yeah, negative splits! Woohoo!

In good news, Running Buddy ("Rubbing Bunny") Lena just signed up for the Chicago Half Marathon on September 13th. This is great news because 1) it means that her knee is recovering from the patello-femoral syndrome that sidelined her after April's Half Marathon and 2) I'm also running it! (The boyfriend is running it too, but he is like some kind of acetic runner-hermit who runs alone and refuses to take water. He therefore doesn't count.)