Running is hard. Especially for lazy people. Especially for lazy night owls. Especially for lazy night owls who like to be warm.
I started hibernation mode when the weather dipped below 10 degrees and I didn't have my ALL-IMPORTANT running hat. It's cold and I don't have my hat. I mean, it was really logical not to run- too cold, no hat.
But then my stupid [awesome] friend, America, decided to text me her running distances every time she, you know, runs. "Friend."
And THEN, my ungrateful [totally thoughtful] in-laws mail me my ALL-IMPORTANT hat that I left at their house. The nerve!
Now I am not only do I have the constant barrage of texts (okay, daily), but it's like 35 degrees and I have my damn hat.
FIne. I'll run.
But it's icy.
Minnesota has had a really great winter this year, because it's not really winter. I think we've only had three days below zero and that is down right TROPICAL. It's snowed a little bit, just enough to cover up the grass in most places. But then it gets all above freezing during the day, which (duh) melts some of the snow, and then all those puddles turn to (duh) ice at night.
Since I've been running in the morning, it's been a little experiment in runskating. I've been using Yaktrax off and on. Those things are nice. When I hit patchs of ice, it feels exactly the same as running on dry cement. Score.
The problem is when I'm running over semi-packed snow. Since those little buggers are like snow tires for your shoes, they grab the snow and kick it up and then I just look like I'm doing the Running Man to celebrate my last mile.
And really, my pace is no reason for celebration.
Are you a winter runner? WHY? Dear God, tell me why. And how. Because, baby, it's cold outside.
Shouldn't he be sparkling?

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