A Great Smelling Run

Last night, I upped the length of my run time to 45 minutes. I'll survive the Peachtree (and possibly Race for the Taste) yet!

But what was really awesome was the smell of all the various plants blooming along the running route. One stretch was particularly fragrant and lovely. If it smelled that way in winter, those freezing cold runs might have felt easier.

Of course, I seem to be getting smellier and smellier. And not in a good way. Go figure.