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Friday, January 19, 2007
Out for a Winter Jog
Just got back from a jog. Sliding a bit in the ice. The weather has turned from mild, fall-like temperatures to bitter cold. Nonetheless, it felt good to be out jogging in the chilly air, a freeing experience. Last night, it was supposed to snow. We didn't get anything. Heading into the end of January and still no major snowstorms. We'll see how long that lasts. I'll have to ask my favorite gay weatherman.