Saturday, January 7, 2017

Windy, Snowing, and Twenty-three Degrees

It's windy, snowing, and twenty-three degrees. What a great day for a run! Well, it's a good day for a jog, anyway. It's slippery out there. If I had gone out too fast, I would have ended up bruised on the pavement.

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