The snow. The cold. The inhumanity of something altogether inhuman: the weather.
It amazes me how long it takes to acclimate to the cold, and how quickly that acclimation evaporates during an all-too-brief warm spell.
I ran in shorts this weekend. I wouldn't do that for the shortest of runs today. Or anytime in the forecastable future. And it's going to take a blizzard of motivation to get me out there this evening.
Three cheers for winter! ... anyone?
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the first step is the chore. then that resistance melts and the reward comes to you.
Huzzah for Winter! That is, if I was even able to run outside right now. Stupid knee.
Sorry to hear that winter has returned, but at least now you have a legitimate excuse to not run!
Hey--You guys are based in Akron? I grew up in Ravenna and now live in Maryland (where winters are milder, thank you!). I'm excited to follow you exploits and I'll probably be asking for running/racing recommendations whenever I'm headed back that direction to visit family.
I'm pretty sure "winter" doesnt exist here in South Florida. :)
Yep. It was mighty cold for my workday four-miler. 25 degrees and a wind in my face on the way back that could freeze the tits off a witch. Or something to that effect. Nevertheless, I was out there in my heartiest jacket pounding pavement...Boston awaits. No rest for the winter-weary, unfortunately.
One of the few things that keeps me heading out the door of my office building is the look I get from my co-workers. It's that "Oh my god...you're f@rking nuts" look.
I can't help it...I enjoy feeling like a bit of a hardcore badass. I sit in a cubicle all day; this is my only change to shake that image.
I warmed up after work with a Dark Horse Blueberry Stout. Ahhhh.
Sláinte!
After the run, yesterday I tried Founder's Breakfast Stout. Pretty nice.
I'm glad we don't have snow because I hate running in anything less than 40 degrees.
Yeah, winter came back here in foul mood also. It takes everything I have to make it out for just some base mileage. Thank the Lord for sour mash!
I am stuck in North Dakota for work. Last week it was somewhat OK to run out side. Well that bitch mother nature threw a load of snow and a bunch of wind. Now it is snow covered and so cold that only guys like "ED" and "Bob" can write their names in the snow. The windchill is negative. I can't stand but about 30 mintues on a treadmill. NO MOTIVATION. Ready to go back to Louisiana where it is nice.
It was just below freezing the other morning and some nutjob was riding a bike in only a t-shirt, shorts and gardening gloves. The Brits are crazy.
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