6 on Schertz prkwy. One girl across a parking lot called me a "jogger" and mimicked me to her friend. Wish she would come "jogging" with me. I am runner, not a jogger. Glad my run could look like a jog to her. Guess that means I make it look really easy or just difficult, don't know. I was running uphill and I man rolled down his window and said, "come on, come on." I must have looked like a chubby bunny out there or something? It's getting warm. By March, there is no way I can continue my wonderful afternoon runs. |