Smoke on the water....
Fire in the sky.
Or at least fire at my core.
Coming from a rainy climate and dropping into a bit of a vacation in New Orleans left me unprepared for the humidity. Thus as I went for a run along the riverfront and through the French Quarter, dressed in pants, a running jersey, and a light jacket (pockets needed for caring my room key, phone and ID) I was totally over dressed.
The dash of warm weather, left me dreaming of the rain on my face back home. But it also triggered for me to buy a part of running shorts.
Summer is a comin'.
This is a blog about me wanting to get in shape for myself, keeping my curves, and maybe venting about how much it can suck trying to be a Fat Bottomed Runner.
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