What happened? I was minding my own business enjoying pumpkin spice lattes, foliage, and not being drenched in sweat every time I left the house, and WHAM! Out of nowhere winter came in like a freight train, ran over my pumpkin muffins and punched me in the face. Not cool, winter.
Seriously, this cold front seemed to come out of nowhere. I always take a little time to adjust to changing seasons, but this time no one stood a chance to acclimate. It could be worse. Rochester, NY, a snowy tundra I called home for four years, got dumped with about seven feet of snow. This helps put things in perspective but still…brrrrrrr!
One result of this sudden change is a barrage of snot rockets. My nose has not figured out how to handle these frigid temps yet.
Sunday was my first frigid long run of the season. This was followed with a time honored tradition of winter running, standing in the shower waiting for my butt to regain feeling. Why is the butt always the first to freeze? I need some wool underwear or something. Continue reading “Oh, hey there winter” »