I think it’s over.  Really.  I think that I have finally reached the turning point in my on-again-off-again affair with running.  I am serious this time – it’s really over.  No more running because I have to, even when the weather is awful.  No more running at a pace that keeps me uncomfortable.  No more running when I really want to stop.  It’s over.  I’m done.  We’re through.  For keeps.

But maybe, just maybe, I’ll re-evaluate when the weather gets nicer.