As the day went on, the temperature rose, and the snow turned to rain, making it really slushy and wet out. I came home and by the time I was ready to run, it was dark, but the rain had stopped and it was a mild outside. I decided to venture outside for my first outdoor run since I caught that darn cold.
It was absolutely beautiful out. The moonlight was shining on the snow, and reflecting back to create a warm inviting glow. Running along, I was enjoying the beautiful Christmas lights and the light mist in the air was fresh and wonderful.
Very fairytale like. Much like this picture. Ahhh I thought to myself, I can run forever, maybe instead of 7K I'll go for 12K. Maybe I'll pick up my pace.
My thoughts turned to those smug people (you know you you are) who live in those "warm" climates and how they are just missing out. Silly, silly people, I mused, as I ran downhill, they think we Canadians are crazy for living in such conditions when THEY are the one who are missing out!
I was at a blazing speed by the base of the hill and I as I crossed onto the brigde at the bottom I lost my footing and fell flat on my a$$ (only after flying a few feet in the air first).
The bridge was a freaking ice rink.
BA HUM BUG!
So maybe there are benefits to a warm climate.....
Nothing hurt but my pride, I took a shortcut home and opted for a measly 5K. Tonight I opted for an ice-free indoor swim. Gotta love that winter running. Maybe I need to screw my running shoes like Marcy. Anyway, hope you are all having a great week, thanks for reading!
