I got up to go for a run this morning and it was a balmy 40 degrees at 5am. I had to stop and think. I couldn't remember what to wear for 40 degrees, a good 15 to 20 degrees warmer to what I've become accustomed to. Turns out, I could have gone with one less layer, but a westerly breeze kept me alive.
So it was a very enjoyable morning out, getting home just before sunrise. Just a couple of weeks ago, when I returned home from a morning bender, my hands were too frozen to operate the thumblum of the door lock. Luckily, they made for very effective stumps for banging on the door until Wolfgang opened it for me. My hands eventually thawed, and I got to learn a new word - "thumblum".
No frozen stumps this morning, though. In addition, I was wearing a new pair of running shoes for their first time out of the box. They felt wondeful, very comfy speedy. Two toes up.
So here's a pic of the freshly deflowered shoes and what is left of my purge purchase - a tower of totes! The rest of the stuff I
The totes will be picked up by the thrift store truck later in the week, to someday become some other mom's pain.
Sunshine, new shoes, a tower o' crap. It's gonna be a great day!