The ‘umbles

Apparently, the signs of hypothermia include the ‘umbles:  grumbles, mumbles and stumbles.

I had a touch of the ‘umbles on my run into college today.  Grumbling at the traffic lights that took forever to change, mumbling under my breath at pedestrians on their phones weaving along in front of me, and stumbling on the occasional remaining patch of ice.

But it was nine miles, which makes up in part for the token runs of the last couple of days, so all in all, it’s going down as a good one.

About abradypus

A Bradypus or Sloth am I, I live a life of ease, contented not to do or die but idle as I please; ... [Michael Flanders and Donald Swann]
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