I got caught in a convoy of about 10 Arkansas National Guard jeeps, Medic units, tonight. They were headed for Louisiana to help with the aftermath. (Doesn't sound like much, but it's all my town has) Last night, at the gas station, I encountered some tree-trimmers also heading down
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Somehow 3/4 of a mile when you're actually going somewhere feels a lot shorter than 1/2 a mile on a treadmill. My natural pace is 3 mph. No wonder 3.5 makes me breathe hard and 4 makes me feel like I'm dying
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