A Tuesday

This morning I got up early. No surprises there I get up early
most every morning. Today however is a Tuesday. On Tuesday's I
run. After stumbling out of bed and decidedly not flushing the
toliet (I'll touch on the reason for that in another post) I picked up my cell and called the WCIA Time and Temperature line.

TIME: 5:08
Temperature: 08 degrees
Wind Speed: 14 MPH
Wind Chill: -2

When you're fixin' to go run outside those are not encouraging stats.
I just couldn't do it. I couldn't bring myself to run today. So I did what anyone might do I got in my nice mostly warm (I'll touch on that later too) minivan and drove toward my friend Scott's house via the route that I knew he would be walking. It's just right around the corner. As I rounded the corner I saw a mid-size sedan performing a perfect drivers ed worthy 3 point turn-about. Could I be that lucky?

Sure enough. I rolled down my window. He rolled down his.

Scott: "Let's go to breakfast."
Me: "Great"
Scott: "I'll meet you at your house."

Breakfast today equaled Merry-Ann's diner on Neil and Kirby. I got the #1. I put lots of salt on my hash browns. I overheard the waitress say that she had run a marathon, and that she wanted to learn Hebrew, but was having a hard time finding a teacher. She found a Russian class but not yet Hebrew. She had a nose ring.