Because the wind chill is 30 below, and because I value my extremities, I will not be running outside today. My friend Mac called earlier and asked if he should run today. I told him that if he could go at noon when it was sunny, it would probably be okay. And then I walked a block and a half to the post office to mail my Christmas cards. Holy freaking freezing. Hopefully I will not see him frozen solid to the ground on my way to court. Hopefully he knows by now that I don't have a clue and he should ignore all advice that comes out of my mouth.
After Sophie goes to bed, I'll go over to Erin's and run on her treadmill. Heated garage with TV? I can get on board with that, even though I despise running on the treadmill. Any run that will leave my fingers and toes intact and my face frostbite-free is good enough for me today.
I've already proven my hardcore nature by running outside in yesterday's little blizzard. Running to the south and west? Easy, beautiful, looked like a Christmas card. Running to the north and east? Like running in hell. Frozen hell, with wind flinging chunks of snow and ice at my face.
Anyone in California or Florida or some other warm place need a roomate (and a half - can't go without Sophie) for the winter?