Fridays are for Long Runs

It’s the Chinese New Year?  Who knew?

Was planning on eight miles today but I miscalculated my route and ended up with ten.  I ran past McDonalds and tried to remember the last time I was there (pat on the back Jen).  The wind was at my back along the water (that never happens) and I will give props one more time to my amazing winter running jacket from Brooks for keeping me nice and toasty.

Note to Self: Geese are not turkeys.  Moment of panic was not necessary.

Rant of the Day: If sidewalks were shoveled, you wouldn't have to give me nasty looks for running in the middle of the road.