Two weeks left - actually, 11 days - til the timed mile. Will I do an 8-minute mile? Isn't that the name of Eminem's movie? Today I kicked butt. Seriously. Never mind that a few women who are faster than me did not show up today, including the fastest woman in the group. I was running right up there in the top 3 or 4, and we did a tough hill run, going almost 5 miles. It is amazing how well I do when I don't have stitches that feel like someone is pulling out my insides with a melon ball scooper. Wednesday we're doing the toughest run of the camp. We did it a couple weeks ago and I thought that it was just a one-time thing, but no. That time, one woman's husband actually set up a table with water for us to grab - this was at 6 in the morning! I know my husband was snug in bed, snoring away, at that hour. Because he's smart.