Ba-de-ya, Running in December!

Our hearts were ringing
In the key that our souls were singing.
As we ran in the night,
Remember - how the stars stole the night away, yeah yeah yeah.

Hey hey hey,
Ba de ya - say do you remember
Ba de ya - running in December
Ba de ya - never was a cloudy day

Earth, Wind, and DEFINITELY Fire.

Uhmm, maybe global warming does exist? Last night's short run (5 miles, up hill), I wore a t-shirt and running shorts. And then, I was sweating! Insanity. I rarely sweat. And it was December 6th... A bit too much. Our tree is decorated, the Rockettes are kicking, ugly sweaters are frolicking through our minds, I smell fireplaces on a daily basis, candy canes are on sale, and I can't figure out why I'm not going surfing at the beach.

Anyone else weirded out?