A teeny run

This morning I bit the bullet and went for a short run. According to Mapquest, I went a total of 0.6 miles. (I'm guessing it's closer to half a mile, but hey.) I was wheezing and red-faced and slow. My feet hurt with every step. But I ran, or at least jogged, and so far this fact has caused neither death nor dismemberment.

It is important to note that I was wearing antlers at the time. I wore them because they are attached to ear-warmers; I faithfully note it here because it is silly.