No Long Run For Old Men

My long run for the day never happened. My wife and I spent a lot of today looking at plans for our new house in Tipton county and did not get back home until past three. Wanting to get at least some running in today, I hit the street at 3:30. By 3:45, the rain began. I was damned if I didn't run, so I kept moving. The rain wasn't too bad and slacked off in about 30 minutes. At least it was warm! I knew those poor souls running Sylamore this morning must have had some ugly weather, so I couldn't wuss out on my measly little run! Two hours later I was back home and dinner was ready. Who can complain about that?!