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This winter when I finish my run before dawn and the temperature hasn’t been above freezing for days I’ll think “now I can’t wait for summer.” It turns out that I’m a fickle bitch. And that the temperature every day should be 45* F in the morning for runs and 85* F in the afternoons for cannon ball related activities.
This winter when I finish my run before dawn and the temperature hasn’t been above freezing for days I’ll think “now I can’t wait for summer.” It turns out that I’m a fickle bitch. And that the temperature every day should be 45* F in the morning for runs and 85* F in the afternoons for cannon ball related activities.
Lmao I’m exactly the same! Somewhere magical has that sweet spot, probably Shangri La
It’s one reason why I moved here.