8.5 miles -- Farnam to Memorial Park to Dundee and back.
One of the fun perks of running is listening to the weird shit people yell at you from their cars. Tonight was one of the weirdest I've heard: some guy stopped at a red light rolled down his window and simply yelled, "It's cold!" Alright, guy. Fair enough.
I'm really starting to enjoy this night running business. Routes I've done many times during daylight seem completely different when it's dark.
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