I don't let the fact that I am grammatically challenged stop me from.....
Saturday, December 19, 2009
The worst thing about running in shorts whent it is 25 degrees.
It is not what you think. The cold did not bather me. It is kinda invigorating.. But I stopped to give some directions on a quiet street in Battery Park City and WHAT THE FUCK. I am pelted by salt from a passing salt spreader. Maybe he coulda at least honked. I would have dove for cover. OK, thirty seconds later I was fine, but man did it sting.