So we've had a winter which occasionally permitted the wearing of shorts in February, and yet I awake this morning to find that there's snow everywhere.
The run last night...I timed myself trotting around and doing a mile...it was not a quick pace, let me tell you that. It's such a psychological draw, though, to do the whole mile at a jog, simply because my experience with this whole track running thing consists of junior high and high school running, in which I did those ridiculous mile runs so much slower than everybody else and in which I could never keep a run going. Perhaps I'll try a fast walk tonight, assuming the snow has melted, to see if I can better my time by walking.
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