WOW! My run today was totally crazy! A winter storm rolled through and it snowed all night and was still snowing this morning. We live out in the country on dirt roads so there is no plowing or salting on these roads! I didn't want to mess with digging my car out and driving into town to look for dry land so I decided to be a snow bunny. I had to run incredibly slow but it was still a challenging workout. At times I was literally hopping up and down through snowdrifts, and at other times I was zigzagging through tire tracks that weren't completely snowed in yet trying to find the best traction. The traction was terrible. It was almost like running through slippery sand. Twice a car actually came down the road and I could run in the fresh tire track for a few minutes to get some better footing. I wasn't enjoying it much in the middle, and got a little disconcerted when I realized that the blowing snow had frozen my eyelashes together. I felt like I was on an episode of an extreme running reality show. Towards the end though, I was feeling quite gleeful and very thankful that God has blessed me with such a strong and healthy body, despite the abuses I have inflicted on it in the past. I finished with a sprint through the powder in my driveway and came in the house covered in snow and ice with a big grin on my face. 10 minute ice bath for feet and ankles, nice hot shower to defrost my face(Ah, that felt nice), and, once again, a massive breakfast cooked by my wonderful husband(eggs, jalapenos, salsa, bacon, and potatoes all mixed in a bowl and cup of hot coffee). Soon it will be off to work, which I am not looking forward to. People will be driving too fast and wrecking their cars. Last night at work I had a fatality and it was just a teenager driving way too fast for the conditions. His poor parents. My partner is in his rookie year and needs to have this experience so I gave him the pleasure of putting on gear and crawling underneath the heap of twisted metal with a flashlight and stethescope and reaching up to see if the kid was alive or not. Needless to say the kid's injuries were incompatible with life so we pronounced him on the scene. I hate it when they are so young and the tragedy is so preventable.
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