I don't have to run or do any form of exercise on Fridays - it's our REST DAY. And I promise you that I check REST off the calendar within 45 seconds of waking up and you are a plain fool if you don't believe me. My running partner and I both take great pleasure in the not-packing-of-our-gym-bags on Thursday night. It's the most wonderful sort of empty space that I usually fill with cheetos. (As an aside, it is probably impossible to ask me to eat too many cheetos, cheez balls, oreos, or drink too much milk)
I have yet to really be able to bask much in this pleasure because every Saturday morning that we have our Long Runs, the weather has been bad. And by bad, I mean, less than 10 degrees or a windchill below zero. The wind, we couldn't deal with and so the run got postponed for a day, but the low temperatures, we just bundle ... and bundle. One of us (me), is used to about 10 months of summer followed by a brief cold spell that requires little more than a windbreaker, but I'm told that this will put hair on my chest. One can only hope.
Tonight it is supposed to snow a couple inches, and oh, a couple inches in the morning.
Beach
6 years ago
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You made me smile.
That picture of your cat has to be the greatest picture I've seen in my life.
Thank you!
Keep writing, I'll keep reading.
---X
Who are you, I wonder, oh mysterious Mrs. X?
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