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?