Yeah, that would be me, the idiot wearing short shorts on the way to and from the gym in this freezing weather. It's too damn warm in the gym to wear sweatpants, and I don't have any, in any case. And the whole point of living two blocks from the gym is to not have to wear street clothes there and to use a locker. That would be a pain. I almost wore a heavy winter coat, but thought that would look stupid, so I wore a fleece jacket over my tank top, as if I was running outside.

At the gym, I had a pretty good workout, and ran on the treadmill as if there was a pack of zombies at my heels. I really pushed it today, and perhaps overdid it a bit. My lower back and knees are pretty sore now, and I'm so hungry I ate half a bag of Sun Chips with dinner. I hope the weather is good on Thanksgiving, so I can do the run I've signed up for. I can handle the cold, but no precipitation, please.