Cold running in a cold economy
Ripped Eric from his planned workout this morning as we met going opposite directions at mile 6.5. He kindly turned and ran the final 4.5 back with me into town. Chilly at 22 degrees but the highway was clear of snow and the skies were clear.
Felt better in the 2nd half of the run than the first. In fact, I almost didn’t get out in time as I was reading about the demise of NPR and MPBN broadcasting here in