I went running this morning despite it being ridiculously cold. Thirty degrees I believe. I probably would have skipped it but I knew my running partner was waiting for me and I had woken up too late to text her with an excuse. At one point during our "run" (yes, the quotes are still warranted) I looked over and she actually had frost on her back - our sweat had frozen right to our fleeces. I'm really not supposed to be this dedicated, but I'll take a moment here to be thankful for running buddies.


Dana said...

Frozen fleece - excellent! Keep up the running, you are earning your street sports cred.

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