Earlier in the week, I had planned on running in a Turkey Trot today. However, when the weather predicted temps of 18 degrees at race time (800 am) I decided that a treadmill looked much better. If I were doing a race in January, I would expect that temp. Not in November.

Instead, I had a jammie day. I got lots of cleaning, bill paying, and projects done. Then I went off to the gym. Finally, I stopped at a store and lo and behold: I found a nice pair of patent leather pumps in the clearance rack! SCORE! (and I have to say, shoe sizes are much more consistent than clothing sizes. A 6 is a 6 is a 6.)

So the turkey trot's loss was my feet's gain. Or something like that.