It was a simply gorgeous fall day. The leaves on the oaks were all oranges and yellows in the vibrant blue sky at seven thousand feet as I tied the white laces of my running shoes that morning. I parked my Subaru in the lot with the other Subaru …
Waking up on a stormy morning, thunder in the distance and fog so thick I can barely see past my porch I think do I really want to go running in that? My running shoes sit on the carpet, laces undone, glaring at me. I know I ate at least forty dolars worth of …