50 Shades of Red

There was a distinct possibility that someone was going to stop their car today and offer me CPR. Shaving a good 10 minutes off my usual walking route, I absolutely BELTED it out this afternoon, with intermittent running. Even the dog was completely exhausted by the time we got back home. As I came panting through the front door, my husband greeted me and and exclaimed, 'Shit, you're really red!'.... and he looked mightily impressed! So, girls, forget 50 Shades of Grey... we're going 50 Shades of Red!