Is
it just my imagination, or did I enter into some kind of “glitch in the Matrix”
when I ran my twelve today? It had to
be, because I think it defies the laws of physics or nature or some space and
time continuum thingy that when a person runs around in a complete circle the
wind is at every point in their face.
Well, maybe I’m exaggerating just a hair, maybe there were about seven
minutes of the almost two hours of running where the wind was not gusting into
me. Okay, maybe eight.
It
certainly is a good thing then that I wore my wild running pants, the ones that
make me go really fast because even though the wind was a howling, I still
averaged under nine minute miles. It’s
all in the pants.
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| I think you have to be really secure emotionally to be seen in public in these. |
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