I'm slowly working my way out of my funk. It's an uphill battle, as I'm sitting here watching the weather forecast for buckets and buckets of snow. I am so over winter. My husband on the other hand? Yeah, he's out ice fishing. Winter is apparently his mistress, and ice fishing is his dirty whore.
Anyhow, the running . . . yesterday, Sophie and I headed down to the cities to hang out with my mom and niece. Mid-afternoon I headed out for a four mile run on some trails near my mom's house. It was sunny and warm, and I had a great run. Today after work I got in some speed work. The track was finally snow free (until tomorrow, supposedly) and the high schoolers were running sprints on the grass in front of the school. So I had the track all to myself. I did some 800's, which felt great. I'm planning on an easy run tomorrow morning. Now if the weather will just cooperate . . .