I am writing this as I gear up for tomorrow, which promises to be as might-as-well pop-me-in-the-freezer as today was. Though the winds won’t threaten to knock me to the sidewalk as they did when I headed north and/or east today, the wind chill will hover in the teens.
It was cold (as in bitterly) when I left the house today. Maybe, I told myself as I started out today, because it IS so cold and windy, I’ll cut my run short a little..and yes, knowing in my heart of hearts I probably wouldn’t.
Maybe I stalled a little, but not for long. I knew what I needed to do, and that the sooner I started, the sooner I’d finish. So I went because — just because. As I ran, yeah the wind almost blew my eyelids shut. But I was thankful there was no ice and that I could hear my feet pounding because I wasn’t wearing my iPod…not that I had tossed it into the washing machine with my load of clothes or anything.
I was attired as best I could be, so what could I do but go? Besides, this is what I do. Some days are easy; some less blustery than others. Freezing temperatures make some mornings tough; heat waves, some others. And on oh so many, I feel as if I could run forever.
Today wasn’t one of those. I was happy to be finished, and, quite honestly, happy at the prospect of starting again tomorrow. And for that, The Grateful Runner says thank you.