Day 703 -- the Wind a Fickle Mistress

 

Today I only did thirty-minutes, which was the plan, but it still is never very satisfying to only do a few miles. The wind was really ridiculous, which made me think about how spontaneous wind is--there I was minding-my-own business running along and--bam wind is smacking in the face--bam wind hits me in the stomach--bam wind again, this time gliding me across the pavement. Wind is such a fickle mistress: it often makes the difference in my day.