Head cold as of yesterday, so taking it easy, so another mediocre week of running. Just as well, the road grit was starting to get to me. I don't think it's going to snow anymore. Can we please sweep the streets now? Two days ago was particularly bad. I think I was hitting pretty much every stone in my path. One of the joys of running in dim lighting I guess. Still, I no longer wince or buckle like I once did. The daily early morning running is inuring me to pain. You've become our sandal master.