A cold seven...

It was 33 when I got up this morning. I dressed for my run and headed out the door. I wasn't really excited about running. I just did it. I ran to the east, down the hill and then started zigzagging my west toward Main Street. I did every street going that way and still had some time, so I finished off the east and west blocks I'd missed. It was a pretty boring run - didn't see much, didn't do much. (Firestarter, 7.56 miles, 1:10:57, avg. 9:23, 33F, garmin data)