Dance, nails. dance.

Once upon a time I went on a jog in a tank-top and shorts. Occasionally I would return from such jogs sweating.

Well, not no more. Today was a nice day, and wore tights, a tank-top, long-sleeve shirt, dry-fit running jacket, gloves, and a fleece headband for my ears. The run itself was great — gorgeous view of the Hudson and Battery Park. When I finished my run I was exhausted…but I didn’t even break a sweat.