the air was cold, crisp when i got out for my run this morning. frost crystals sparkled on every car's windshield in the bright light of the full moon. it was an amazing day to run! beautiful!
my running wasn't quite as perfect as the day. i felt sluggish as i trudged along. i tried to care enough to push my pace a bit, but it just wasn't happening. i settled for mediocre speed.
was there any redeeming value for this workout? i suppose the beauty of the outdoors was a plus and the distance covered and time spent were decent enough. anything's better than nothing, right?