So, we’re still stuck with unseasonably warm weather up here. Darn the bad luck.
And yesterday, I started off the new year early by getting in a run before lunch. Rock and roll. 4 miles along Burma Road, watching the geese gathering in the bay prior to migrating south, enjoying the blue sky and breeze, and wondering why life is sooooo good.
The only downside? No Lance or Paula in my ear telling me that this run was special for whatever reason. Luckily, the crap-eating grin on my face provided that feedback.
Happy Holidays to all, and Merry Christmas!