Day 860, 861, and 862

On Saturday I noticed that the bowlley alley was empty.

I ran until Sarah got home from the grocery store. 

On Sunday, the bowlley alley was packed. I pushed myself, sprinting intermittently. 

I sat on the porch after. 

Today, I looked at the sliver of moon that was shimmering. 

No other runners were up; however, I noticed some people waiting for the bus.