Saturday. I ran in the rain. People drove past me and thought I was nuts. I ran past them and thought they were nuts for not running in the rain.
Sunday. 9 miles. It was cold. My five senses were alive . . .maybe that it was I run.
My "running buddy" who owns the local running store asked me to run for 45 minutes this weekend on a treadmill that will be set up in the front window of his store. This is part of a "living windows" theme for downtown merchants. It will be the first time that I have ever ran in a Santa's hat . . .
My body feels pretty good. No problems with all of the things that I thought was going wrong - - -except for my right shoulder hurts when I run . . .?
This is it . . .
