A morning run is something done (fotos and thoughts from a snowy morning run)
One of the best things about a morning run is, right away first thing, you've done something: something for you, for your health, for your sanity, something towards your goals.
But above all, you've done something. This is not an another normal day, with nothing new, just getting up, coffee, work, commute, TV, sleep. This day you did something: you ran.
You set the goal and overcame every obstacle: you shook off laziness, you declined to make excuses, you out-planned the time crunches and you smiled at sabotage attempts, thanking them for testing and proving your resolve once again.
You did it, plain and simple: you ran.
I've really been feeling that lately with my morning runs. It makes me happy just to think I can record the run in my log.
This week its been around -9 and windy. And we've had just enough white stuff to make it interesting.
Non-runners cant imagine it. They think it's nuts. Which perversley makes running even more attractive for me. I get a charge out of mentioning my run in passing. Just to watch the reaction on people's faces. The truth is though, it's easier for me to run in conditions like this.
The snow means I can see better in the dark and it makes the footfalls softer and somehow it just makes things more fun and interesting.
The cold is no problem at all - nothing different than skiing or tobagganing for that matter - and in fact it makes the clothing choices a little simpler. I dress warm.
I dont really know if I've ever experienced a runner's high, but this morning I felt a sunrise high. I was so happy to be out there watching that gorgeous purpley orange spread from the horizon and paint the white fields and the dark winding river.
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A morning run is something done. Be grateful for yet another out-of-the ordinary day.