The "wind shorts" have now officially debuted as the undergarment of choice, as has my bright purple Union Suit, or one-piece long johns, or "the Barney Suit" as some like to call it. Whatever ridicule I receive for wearing such outlandish clothing (including the ubiquitous Gore Tex socks and Orange reflective vest!) I'm almost never crying at the end of a run because of temperature, precipitation or (lack of ) fashion sense.
I'm posting this at 1130 pm, and I'm supposed to be doing 5 hill repeats tomorrow morning. Christine has to be at the train station to London, ON by 7 am, so things are going to happen around here pretty early, if at all.
Can anyone say "Crack of Dawn?" Stay tuned. | 