The weather was as close to perfect as can be in Houston. The air was chilled this morning, stayed a nice cool temperature during the night and then descended again after school. I took advantage of the opportunity to go for a nice jog.
My jog, despite the weather, was less than stellar. I grumbled through the initial 2.9 miles around Memorial Park until I started counting various things to get my mind in a better frame. I counted 1 dead frog, 18 cute guys, 4 tiny dogs, 2 of my running buddies, 2 mounted police officers, 2 news vans (was there another attack in Memorial recently?), 1 tow truck towing another truck, more smelly port-a-potties than desired, and a partridge in a pear tree.
I achieved, on this very rare occasion, negative splits! My first lap took me 41 minutes, while my second lap took me 39 minutes. The temperatures dropped pretty quickly and I was jogging faster to keep warm (which is why I am more speedy in the cold weather). I decided to quit my walk breaks for the second lap (I'm trying to build up the strength to go at least two laps without a walk break), and that second lap, albeit less minutes, felt like it was never going to end. My knees and right ankle started feeling sore, but I arrived at a point in which to stop would hurt more. So I kept trudging along...
And then I came home and binged on pizza.
Sigh.
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There's been a guy at Memorial Park the past few weeks in the mornings & he's attacked some people. Ginny & Emily said they've seen him before, but they didn't realize at the time who he was. I'll forward you the email I got from Adrienne about it.
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