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The cooler mornings are bittersweet for me because they bring darkness, which I loathe. But, if it's gonna get dark sooner and for longer at least it's cooler to run in. PS, I am absolutely over running in warm temps. That shit can bite it!
The cooler mornings are bittersweet for me because they bring darkness, which I loathe. But, if it's gonna get dark sooner and for longer at least it's cooler to run in.
PS, I am absolutely over running in warm temps. That shit can bite it!
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
I miss summer already
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NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO I miss summer already
I hate summer. In fact, if I could've convinced hubby to move to a place with no summers I would've. 44 years was enough to dedicate to summers and nothing else. Good riddance.
Damaris
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Wow you are good!
I get it.
For me, I am just tired of running in totally drenched clothes...by mile 2! And put the last 10 days of June with July, August and the first 10 days of September together and this season has been a flaming runaway train. So where summers are concerned, we haven't had one here like this in decades...which doesn't bode well for the W word (winter). Eek.
Summer and winter both suck. I like not having either one.
Dave
I get it. For me, I am just tired of running in totally drenched clothes...by mile 2! And put the last 10 days of June with July, August and the first 10 days of September together and this season has been a flaming runaway train. So where summers are concerned, we haven't had one here like this in decades...which doesn't bode well for the W word (winter). Eek.
I suspect I would be too, except that the only way that happens is if I accidentally spill water all over myself. I just don't generate enough sweat for it to be bothersome to me, or for it to be loathsome enough that I'm wishing to freeze instead.