Call me what you will

Okay. I'm spoiled. This is Florida. It is "summer" from April to December, yet tomorrow has caught my attention. The forecast for 500-700 tomorrow is 52 degrees with winds of 12 mph with a "feels like" temperature of 49 degrees. That's the kind of temp that gets my attention (and to think I ran topless yesterday!).
Now I have to dig into my winter drawers and find my long sleeve shirts and running hat. Advisories encourage us to run with an expectation that it'll feel 20 degrees warmer when our bodies warm up. That'll be the equivalent of 70 degrees then, for me. It's just going to be a little nippy over those first couple of miles, hopefully not with too much wind in my face.

I spoke with one of my veteran runner friends this morning about the "recovery" period that follows a massage. I had only had two before the last one and I was wondering whether I should feel so creaky. He said it takes about three days to get over the lactid acid hangover that comes from a massage (I think a martini hangover is shorter). Sure as shootin', this morning I felt normal - no pains or creaks. I had to go from Wednesday to Sunday (4 days) but now I know more about scheduling a massage.