The temperatures haven’t risen out of the mid-60s besides two freak days a couple of weeks ago, but I don’t care if it’s too soon- I’m declaring it salad season.
It’s also running season, now that I can venture outside without four layers and my face getting unadorably wind-chapped. In fact, I’ve already managed to create a full-on racerback tan just in time for a wedding I’m attending on Friday in a backless dress. One of my favorite ways to “do the weekend” – and this should come as absolutely no surprise to those who know me – is to figure out the most efficient way to tackle my to-do list. Often, this means mapping my running route around things I need to get done.
