I’ve always been a silver-lining kind of girl so I’m looking for a pearl. Here, in the frozen north.
I’m visiting family and sharing lots of laughs and warm and fuzzies. But the weather! My God man, it’s frigid. I tried to run the other morning but only managed one mile. Sheesh, I think it took me longer to suit up than to run. Apparently I just can’t manage to run in the low teens.
So I’m going to give it the old college try again tomorrow. I’ve since bought a neck cowl to breathe through when I brave the frost next. Hey, the roads are clear and the traffic’s light where I run. There’s two pearls. The sun shines through the crystalline sky. Pearl three.
I guess I’ll take it!