My stomach was little off before today's run, so I'd like to say that I took it slow. Really, I went about as fast as my body was interested in going and no faster. It was over 50 degrees outside, but it's January, so I felt obliged to still dress as if it was winter. Maybe next time I'll actually acknowledge that you don't have to wear warm winter pants and a bulky top to run when pedestrians on the same sidewalk are rocking t-shirts.
|Maybe my car is just getting revenge?|