Of course I decide to run on Sunday. Saturday was clear, warm, and easy-going in this way that I always knew California would be, and I spent most of it working on my law school personal statement. Sunday was rain. Rain and wind. Can anyone blame me for not being inspired by rain and wind? Or cold? Did I mention cold? My hands got cold near Tank Hill, and then I got one of those terrible nether-region numbnesses that forced me to do some provisional warming with my hand while I ran. Anyway, I turned back after I hit Tank Hill, going back through Cole Valley, Buena Vista Park, and the Castro. NONE of this would have happened if I'd run on Saturday.