Are you ever painfully aware that people are staring at you?
I am.
Last night I ran 3 miles and walked just under 1 mile.
People were staring.
Maybe it's because I had on blue jeans.
In Alabama.
In July.
When it's 100 degrees outside.
Literally.
I hadn't planned on running, but I got to my favorite spot and couldn't resist. I hit that sweet spot...my stride...and the miles just went by.
Let them stare.
I might run in my wedding dress tonight! HA!
