I admit it, I got ahead of myself. During those 60 and 70 degree days, I was gathering my winter clothes into a pyre to be burned in ecstatic celebration and jubilation. I could not imagine a day below 50 degrees in the next 6 months. Like I said, I was wrong.
So, I'll be donning my sexy tights for yet another week and likely producing my fluorescent rain coat, too. Arwin wisely suggested that we include another pre-run drink this week to chase away the gloom of this weather. I don't take much convincing.
Excuse my laziness, but I'm just going to recycle the routes from 2 weeks ago for this week...