Funny how every summer, I promise myself not to act like a wimp once the weather cools down. Yet, here I went running in a thick hoodie in the middle of the day.
3 miles at 9:55 pace.
Proof that I'm not the only pansy around here. Johnny Cash found the one sunny spot and planted himself there for hours.
I'm not sure how we'd ever survive winters anywhere else. I caved and finally turned on the furnace once it hit 68* outside yesterday.
What's the weather like in your neck of the woods????