Post-run ramblings... Put one foot in front of the other for 6.5 miles and a certain kind of clarity emerges. Today, I formulated a prescription for greater happiness. Mine, and by association, all of the boys (and the two girly cats) in the house. Here goes...
Less: Running intervals on treadmill
More: Jogging on the path with Digs
More: Red lipstick. (On fully conditioned lips. Else it ain't pretty.)
To be continued...