zero. and once i fell off the trolley i didn't get back on until saturday.
my original plan when i started my new job was to start run-commuting so i would be sure to get a run in everyday, but it has proven to be pretty difficult with the amount of stuff i have to carry around (a full change of clothes and shoes, textbooks, super glue, laptop, a gallon of bargain brand hairspray, folders full of papers covered in angry red pen, dunkin' donuts frequent donuter card, chump change, snacks, and nine tubes of lipstick).
i also work in a very mysterious location (near the airport, near the super secret chick-fil-a headquarters), and it is just not a place where i can easily run (no shoulders, very few sidewalks, busy highways, sketchy neighborhoods). so commuting on foot has been ruled out.
this means i have to come home and immediately get back out the door for a run or i won't do it (because it's dark and because i can think of 1,000 things i want to eat). and what do you know -- three days in a row i didn't do it (one of which i blame on missing the bus). i hate missing the bus so much.
for what it's worth, i walk 2-3 miles a day, and one of my jobs is essentially six hours of xfit. but it's not running, and i need to run.
what type of shoe does a plumber wear? clogs.