I must be crazy. I hate the sun, I hate the heat… but I have been counting down the hours all. day. long until I can go running with my neighbor—in 90 degree weather. So I’m either crazy or I am in desperate need of a break or I really like running. Well, I got a break last night, and the last time I “ran” for 40 minutes, actual running took up about 7 of those minutes. Which means I’m crazy. Or maybe I have ulterior motives.
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