I have done that rarest of things in my runnerdom: I ran on a Friday, my sacred rest day. How could I not, with clear sunny skies and 45 degrees seductively beckoning? The evil that is the "wintry mix" will return tomorrow; it was now or never for one quality run this week. So I went, and it was wonderful.
Friday, March 11, 2011
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I'm so jealous!!!!
There is a rule you have broken...only I'm not sure if it was a USC or a MCL...
ahhh...lawyer jokes.
indeed! I got in a good 4 miles after getting home from work. Have a great weekend! The ice cream social was fantastic.
Q: What do you call 500 dead lawyers at the bottom of the sea?
A: A good start.
:)
I have done the same thing every now and again and there is nothing wrong with Saturday being a "rest" day...or Friday being a "beer" night!
Sometimes you just have to run on your day off. That's part of spring. It happened to me this past Monday -- it was beautiful here in NYC.
Does that tagline at the bottom mean you posted the blog entry WHILE on the run? Impressive.
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