Saturday morning, I get in the car to take my wife to work before heading off to my Team in Training run, I looked down at the outside temperature gauge on my instrument panel and see 9 frickin’ degrees! Not to mention that the valley has a full blown inversion going on and the air looks like something I would wipe on my shirt when I lived in LA.
So, Saturday’s run was more of a trot through the halls of a local High School… I don’t even think that it was a mile in length.
I need to run… I need to run like a junky needs a dime bag! But if I can’t breathe, I can’t run… right?
I would run inside, but I’m taking a class for work that goes for 4 hours every night, and by the time I get home, the Olympic Oval is closed.
Ok, I’m done being a whiner… really, I am…