Can I just say I love running in the snow? What is it that calls to me? I love the soft, winter white scenery. I love the quiet sound of the falling snow. I love the peaceful feeling as I run. There is something different about it. Sure, I love running in the Spring, wearing just a single layer. However, when I get all bundled up and head out there in 15 degrees (or less) I feel like REAL runner. It's like being a sports fan even when your team loses. (And I don't mean to imply that there is disappointment involved here, I truly enjoy a winter run) I just mean that I am there for the real thing. I'll take whatever it gives me. I love the run. On Saturday I had my first real winter run of the season. And even though I had to wear 3 tech shirts on top and 2 layers on the bottom, gloves, and a hat, I was ecstatic. It felt so good to be out there breathing in the fresh, cold air and looking up at the beautiful white mountains covered in snow. It's fabulous.
Do you love running in the winter or are you a fair weather runner?