Breathing in Snowflakes

I've barely seen snow in almost two years. And I haven't been able to run in it for almost three years. But, this morning, after presents were opened and coffee/breakfast was served, the flakes started falling. I watched with starry eyes as the ground began to turn white. My 2012 Christmas run would include snow! Merry Christmas to me ;)



snow covered (quiet) streets



holiday cheer on restaurant window



Running while it's snowing is often better in theory than in practice. My face soon became numb and my eyes constantly blinked out the falling flakes, but my footing was solid and my pace was rockin' (8:30ish). It also felt like the wind was always in my face, despite turning multiple times, but it was a small price to pay for the glory that comes with running in a snow fall. The roads were also pretty quiet, which meant there weren't too many witnesses to my accomplishment. But I felt pretty successful when I returned home six miles to the good and covered in snow.



festive (snow-drenched) socks



I guess "dreaming of a white christmas" can really make it happen..either that or we're talking a wonderful coincidence. Either way, I'll take it! Merry Christmas!