When I started my (5 mile) run this morning,
it was 3 degrees Fahrenheit (that's -16 for tooblue). With the wind chill, it was -16 (-26.7 for tooblue).
By the time I got back, it had dropped to 1 (-17 tb), but the wind chill was up to -10 (-23 tb). My water bottle froze and I went thirsty, but my chronically sore leg was really numb - it hasn't felt this good in 5 years.
I've never had much to write home about in the package category, but this morning I gave "shrinkage" a new gold standard.
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I hope for nothing. I fear nothing. I am free. - Epitaph of Nikos Kazantzakis (1883-1957)
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