Oh, how I miss those blessed
endorphins. I’m itching to run, but we’re buried in snow. Outdoor temperatures
have plummeted.
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I’m just not acclimated
to winter yet. (Hey, it doesn’t officially arrive for another month.)
But it sure is pretty out there.
Maybe winter running isn’t so bad, after all. A few slips and slides and
shivers may not be too terrible. It sure beats indoor calisthenics or running on a treadmill (if I had a treadmill - or room for one).
OK, color me thankful. Let’s get
this done.
Images:
Vintage/public domain artwork
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