Last night I went for a quick mile run around my neighborhood. I wore my new shiny stretchy running shirt - a Christmas gift. I love the color. I love that it wicks the sweat away from my skin. I love that it keeps me warm and cool at the same time. It's even got thumb-holes, which is like fashion code for "Hey, I'm a real runner, okay, so back off." Its a little on the small side, but I figure that if I keep running, it will fit much better in the near future. Just the act of putting it on makes me feel like going out for a run.
And just because I like to keep it real, here I am in my running shirt
on my way out the door for a run. See? It's still a little snug.