I'm wearing my Garmin again today. I gave myself more than a month off from thinking about pace -- I really shouldn't put it on at all until next January and just try to run how I feel, but I'm afraid that could be 14 m/m's as I dredge my way through winter. The first time I turned my Garmin back on (last Saturday while I was in Austin), it showed my SGM readings. I am in such a different place with the running only a month and a half later, that seeing my time and the miles was a shocker. How did I do that? Anyway, I still am taking it easy, but want to know how easy-- apparently 9:30's. I never stop though, it's too cold to stop -- so at least it's continued mileage. This morning I almost stepped on a dead skunk in the middle of the road. It was all guts and fur. I can't see anything until it is right in the light of the headlamp I had to leap over the top of it because I wasn't paying any attention until it was almost under my feet. We had been talking about cupcakes and I guess I was a little too engrossed in the idea of a tall mountain of frosting to watch where I was going. It is strange about the cupcake revolution and all the specialtiy shops nowdays. In Austin there was a cupcake shop that sold them through the window of an air-stream trailer. The line was about 50 people long. They're pretty, but I have to admit it's only the frosting that tempts me (because who can resist eating pure butter?). See? I almost stepped on a dead skunk and I'm still not paying attention. | 