This aborted run felt terrible. I parked at Wave Country. It was so windy that I put sweatpants and a short-sleeve shirt on over the top of the shorts and long-sleeve shirt I'd left the house with. But I knew as soon as I started running that I felt like crap. Nothing felt right this morning, so I turned around and went back to the car. Maybe I'll try again this afternoon. Or maybe not. I came home and stared at the treadmill, but that looked like crap too.