
However I did go running outside today. I raided my mom's closet for her I-am-a-serious-runner-fleece-tights with my own I-am-a-serious-runner-track-jacket-and-underarmour. Donned the hot pink Wilson headband, new Asics, and was off. It actually was not too shabby. The wind was kind of a nuisance, but that's Malta and if Malta didn't have that one flaw, EVERYONE would want to live here. Not even being sarcastic. Cough.
So now everyone classifies me as a serious runner because I run "train" in the winter AND I look like one. Really it's because I needed some sun or else I just might be as translucent as a vampire...minus the sparkles.
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