Okay, so at least it wasn't snow, but I did run in the rain today. Sursprisingly, in spite of the pouring rain and my two white shirts (albeit it with a very thick, supportive sports bra underneath them), I got only two honks for my effort. I think rain plus white shirts should at least ellicit five honks, even if only for my sheer dedication to the sport.
It was a lonely run through West Midtown today, but I enjoyed the solitude. And I'm starting to frighten myself by my own dedication. 20 degrees? No problem. Rain? Bring it. What's next--a snowstorm? Maybe--IF someone gives carte blanche at the Big Peach.
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