Day 1

Since today is March 1, I decided it was a good day to start running again.

It was 39 degrees outside.

I looked like this:

Except I was in all black with a shiny reflector belt.

And I got to wear my new shoes:

I managed to not trip.

Did I mention it was 39 degrees?

I thought my lungs were going to leap out of my chest and beat me to death.

The North has hills.

Hills = a whole lot more work.

But I did it.

And tomorrow I get to do it again.