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 (bigger) I haven't been running in a while. By the end of October, I slow it down and run sporadically. So of all days, I decided today would be great, the day after the first snow. It was a crisp 35F, but with the wind chill, just below freezing. As I layered on my clothes, the voice in the back of head kept going, "This is a bad idea." As I laced up my shoes, the voice kept nagging at me. Once I stepped outside, it wasn't the voice in my head but my own voice that went, "THIS IS A BAD IDEA." But of course I went running! As I started to run, I started to laugh. The things I do. Well, it turns out that I actually enjoy running in the cold. I really, truly enjoyed it. Maybe it was because I couldn't feel my face or my hands. Or that no one was outside. Or that the air I was breathing somehow felt fresher and cleaner. I liked it. Three things that made the run worth it: 1. I finally found my old high school softball fleece ear warmer! Still intact, still emblazoned with the my high school team's name. You guys, I've been digging around for this for a while now, and I found it. This thing has kept and still keeps my ears warm like you would not believe, even if it does make my hair look funny afterwards. 2. Running past my favorite spot and hearing the familiar rush of water. 3. The crunching of leaves and twigs. |
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I had a dream about running last night and in the dream I absolutely loved that I was running. Which is a far cry from reality. But now your entry is making me think that maybe, just maybe going for a run wouldn't be the worst idea ever...
When I played field hockey, I always liked our mid to late fall practices more than our earlier practices for this reason. It felt good to breathe in cold air after all that running