They were just sitting there under the chair where I had left them. So inviting. So seductive. I wanted to run my new eight mile loop. It was raining. I know the Piranha's aren't made of sugar, but still I didn't want to abuse them like that. They're already looking broke in. So yeah. I did it. I ran a hard eight in the rain with the 100's. And nobody got hurt. The Piranha's were upstairs the whole time and don't even know. The heel's still fine. The 100's are back under the chair. Better not push my luck.