The older I get the less I enjoy getting outside in subzero weather. This morning the temps were 0*F and the wind chills were under -20. Not my idea of ideal running weather by any stretch of the imagination.
After taking Bennie for his 5:00 minutes out in this grand weather – he decided that the bed, with the sun shining through the window was a better idea than being outside shivering his arse off. Continue reading “The Treadmill Called – RunLog 3-11-17”
I started running back in 1971 and over the years my running waxed and waned according to what was going on in something called life.