Oh, the difference a few days (and a thousand miles) make.
Needless to say, I didn’t take out the BOB this morning. Pushing a stroller in the snow and praying drivers didn’t lose control of their cars just didn’t seem wise. But maybe that’s just me. Thank goodness I busted out 3 miles on the treadmill last night after my wee one went to bed. And by busted out, I mean trudge along while listening to “My Fair Lazy” by Jen Lancaster.
Never again will I lament running somewhere less than scenic as long as it’s warm and sunny. Never again.
What’s the weather like where you are?