On day 52 of a continuous running streak. Didn't want to break the streak so found myself running at 10:30 this evening over the frozen streets of Pittsburgh. Stupid, no doubt, but was a fine run despite the time and the iced sidewalks. Shortened my stride and kept shuffling along.
Ran past neighborhood bars with mobs of smokers outside. Feared being identified by friends as a late late night jogging freak. No cat calls though. No "Run, Forrest, run..."
Made it home: no falls, no mockery. I love running in the city.
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