After sitting at a
soccer game yesterday while it was hailing and freezing, I was not too happy to
note that it was 34 when I headed out this a.m. to do my last long run (10
m). I have been soooo crabby
(particularly at Doug – who is gone for the weekend, and of course it is his
fault that my exercise schedule is all messed up – I was supposed to run
yesterday. It had nothing to do with the
storm going on). I have been in such a
rut (gee, again).
And Lucy you will be happy to know that I spoke with Becca, and she said it is GORGEOUS in Houston! No humidity this time of year (which I don't think is the same definition as we know, but still nice!)