No, this not not a food-related post. I chickened out of my race on Sunday. It's not because I didn't think I could finish...I was feeling really good about it actually. I didn't run because of the rain. And I'm not just talking about a little drizzle. It was practically a hurricane here for 4 days (ok, so that's a bit of an exaggeration, but it was pretty bad). I don't like to walk outside in the rain, so you can imagine how I feel about running 5 miles in it. I didn't even leave the condo... not even once, all day. I thought I'd feel a little guilty about missing the run, but no guilt here. I was perfectly happy inside, warm and dry.
The weather this week is a different story. It's going to be sunny and close to 60 degrees. Now that's my kind of weather.
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