DFS

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Wore only one layer of gloves today, so my fingers are stinging again.  My stocking hat made sweat trickle down into my eyes, so I am going to wear the trusty DFS hat again—or none at all.  The sprint venue was covered with a layer of snow, so that was partly to blame for my poor performance.
Also significant was the fact that I was not in the right frame of mind.  I was listening to the Slate Political Gabfest—not very inspirational; and as I was running, I was thinking how very long it was taking to run the distance.  I was trying to push it, but wasn’t totally committed.
The squat machine is slick with snow, so when I do it, I am always leery of my legs flying out in front of me.  With the snow possibly melting (the forecast is for rain tomorrow), I will be able to be more sure of myself.