“Who does this shit THIS early on a Saturday morning?”
“Regan, anyone can get up and run in 70 degree weather….”
“Whoever falls first buys the first round!”
“Are anyone else’s eye-lashes freezing shut?”
“Time out! One of my layers has traveled much too far north…”
“Please hold, I need to get rid of some of this snot.”
“I’m good for a quarter mile.”
“I’m right here. I’m winning my age group.”
And so it went, for a nearly 6 mile jog in the snow this morning. We laughed and dodged cars and ice patches and laughed some more. I thoroughly enjoyed it. Nobody even fell or froze any appendages.
I have always hated the winter.
Yes, hate is a harsh word, but entirely accurate here. It’s “friggin’ cold, bub”. Anywhere you go around here in the winter, the discussion is most frequently about the weather. Snow, ice, wind chill factors and arctic cold fronts cause some to run for the mountains to ski or lakes to ice fish, while others of us hibernate in front of the wood stove, gain an extra set of cheeks and re-surface ’bout mid-March.
I love the heat. Every year, about the time I need to start scraping the frost off my windshield, (Mid-October) I contemplate selling everything and moving south. You know, bein’ one a them ‘Snow-Birds’. Problem is, I can’t take the people with me. There are no people, anywhere, like Maine people.
And so I stay. And freeze my giblets. Every. Single. Winter.
I didn’t want to do that this winter. I didn’t want to get the seasonal set of “glums” that usually accompany this time of the year for me. I didn’t want to focus on the shorter days and the colder nights, my frozen toes and the lack of things to do. I wanted, for once, to somewhat happily embrace winter. You know, If you can’t change the situation, change how you feel about it type of deal.
So, I decided to find a cold weather activity that would: A. Help me enjoy the season, B. Keep the extra cheeks at bay, and C. That I could have fun with. Lucky for me, I managed to find some friends who were interested in doing the same. Winter running, here we come. With the first significant snowfall today, might as well head out in it.
I loved it. I LOVED IT! It was absolutely beautiful outside. (and it was only 8 degrees!) I was totally and completely warm. The sound of our sneakers in the snow, and the cadence we had as a group was almost soothing. The company was second to none. Dare I say…. I can’t wait to go again.
When I got home, I had a message from one of the girls who ran with us this morning. “Find like-minded friends and your life will be full! Done.”
Cheers to that! Happy running!