3° temps, two miles, one chilly runner. I didn’t set a pace goal, so I didn’t have a goal to meet. I just ran, and came home.
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3° temps, two miles, one chilly runner. I didn’t set a pace goal, so I didn’t have a goal to meet. I just ran, and came home.