My running partner, er, husband couldn't get out of bed for our early morning run. Then the morning was overcast, so I wasn't motivated to go it alone. At precisely 12 noon the sky turned blue and my mood changed. 5 miles to the Y, hit the abs, shoulders, triceps and biceps, and then 5 miles back home. On the way I treated myself to a coupla' shots of espresso and a seat outside the Starbucks, taking in a gorgeous January afternoon.
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Sounds like a good run to me and you had lots of energy for the run home, no?
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