Sunday August 3 (80 minutes)

Public bathrooms have a little corner built in just past the door, so that even if the door is wide open you can't see people peeing from the hallway. But it has a little added psychological effect, too. When you turn that little corner, it feels like there's no going back. You're in a whole new world, baby. A world of bodily functions and no eye contact.

Anyway I did 80 minutes on my favorite field today, although it was unusually sloppy down in one of the corners. I suspect I was running through liquified attack dog poo, but it was too dark to check, and besides, the fact that I just don't know is slightly exciting.