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I quickly changed into my blue shorts that I wore when I exercised. They had lately only been worn to bed, but the weather was proving too tempting and I had decided to go for a run in the park. When I crossed Piedmont Avenue and entered the park at the 12th Street gate, I saw I wasn't the only one that seemed to have had my idea. The park was fairly busy with joggers, cyclists, rollerbladers, and just-plain-strollers. I started to jog. I tried to control my breathing and my pace. Frequently when I ran I ...