*raspberry*

ORN:  3 miles in 28-something.  Can you tell I'm not feeling the Olympic spirit?  Actually, I am loving the Olympics.  I'm just hating running in 30-degree weather with spitting rain or wintry mix or wet snow or whatever the heck was freezing my cheeks today as I ran along the river.  I started off lumpy and cold and hit my stride about two miles in, but by that point, I was sick of running.  What's happened to me?  Is it just the weather?

When words failed him, Archie Bunker used to encapsulate his frustration and disdain in a very succinct way -- the raspberry, or as we used to call it, the Bronx Cheer. That is exactly where I am with my running these days.  Thank you. Over and out.