The snow is coming.
The upper end of the ridge line was whited out as the snow crept it's way down the cove as I ran this morning.
I made it back just as the flakes began to fall around me.
I wish I had more time since I love running in the snow.
Day # 215 ~ 3.5 / 26:32
I didn't get up super early since LBM was up coughing through the night and we had very little sleep. Even though I really wanted to just crawl back into bed after I got S'ghetti girl on the bus I knew I had to get outside for a few miles.
With weather shield and heating pad in place we headed up the road.
My pace felt easy the first mile which often happens after being stuck inside for so long but when I looked at my time I knew I was going to have a great run.
I just went with whatever my legs could give me and it felt comfortable.
After reading some other posts this morning, I know that I fall into running most of my runs without a pre-determined pace. I wish I cared more about that but I don't.
I typically run because I love doing it.
Do I regret this training method in some race?
I know that structured training produced predictable results.
But right now and into the beginning of the New Year, life is just real good remembering that I am simply a country girl who loves to run trying to raise country kids who I'll always be able to catch!