It was windy out there this morning, and that's never fun in any weather. I do like cold weather, such as this morning's 27, but I do not like when the cold air is slapping me in the face. Fortunately, it didn't take too long before I was more than warm enough to notice the impending frost bite. (Another year, a little more dramatic.)
I had something to do before being able to run this morning that made it so I started running a good hour and a half after I usually do. That equated to having to find a place to use the restroom along the route. I thought of all of the porta potties I've passed on runs and how many times I've wondered if those who have to stop are annoyed or thankful. Now that I've broken stride to utilize facilities, my money's on 'thankful.' What a porta potty runner probably doesn't experience is the number of people staring while on the way to the relief spot because the runner (today, that's yours truly) still has bells on the ol' shoes which seems to attract some attention.
They go on for the Jingle Bell Run, and they don't come off until after Christmas. Those are the rules. And, they're awesome. |
One in the street, one in a drive-thru. Outstanding! |
I'm looking forward to this duo of Rest Days in front of me, though, I'm not going to lie! This is a tough time of year to stay motivated, so I plan to soak all I can out of the spirit of tomorrow's day! I'll see you then!
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