That old feeling

Uh, it's summer and the mornings have been effin' cold.

Whatever, I've been digging it because the cool mornings are perfect for non-heat stroke runs outside. Too perfect maybe, because I somehow forgot the law thatHunky Dr. Wall laid down about that thrice operated-on knee of mine and it's tough exterior but soft, fragile interior.

So now I have my lovely leg propped up with a bag of frozen peas on my knee and I just downed mucho quantities of Advil.

Tomorrow it's back to the inside gym-er-cise: arms and abs (cuz as Val knows, toned abs and a winning smile can getcha places).