Tonight, after a long day of not going for my usual Sunday long-ish run, I decided to head out for a 5-6km run, just to say I did some exercise today.
Check the weather:
Note this is 2 hours after I checked. It's 12-freakin'-Celcius outside. In November. In Canada!
I put on SHORTS and head out. I'm too hot in my lightest long sleeved shirt by 1km.
It is beautiful out. The wind is rustling all the leaves on the ground. The air is warm and just a bit crisp. It smells like autumn--not a hint of winter.
By 6km, I decide I'll do 7.
I stop and take in the skyline over Riverdale Park. I love my city.
I run 10km. Feel great. Happy Fall. I wish it would stay like this until Spring.