So today was supposed to be the first day of spring. For runners living in the northern US, that’s supposed to mean tolerable running weather. It’s a ray of hope after what can seem like an eternity in a frigid, snow and ice-covered torture chamber. Instead, today mother nature pointed and laughed at all of the runners desperate for sun and some semblance of warmth. She taunted us with bright sunlight that was quickly masked by pop-up snow showers and frigid temperatures made worse by icy wind. Enough with the cold weather and taunts of spring…please!
Day 283: Seasonally Confused Owl