BABY, IT’S COLD OUTSIDE
It was 25 degrees outside. Windchill of 5. The sun was just rising and the last thing I wanted to do was to put on my layers of running clothes,
It was 25 degrees outside. Windchill of 5. The sun was just rising and the last thing I wanted to do was to put on my layers of running clothes,
A stately Norwegian man with white hair and sparkling blue eyes stood before a bunch of beat-up, bedraggled, brave women. He was giving us some final words before we