Hope was in the air this weekend! You could feel it, hope that this winter might actually come to an end.
Today I went for a run. Sunny and 50 degrees felt amazing after so many weeks of freezing temperatures. It has been a long time since I have run outside. Cold, snow, and salted roads make it difficult. But today I got outside. No hat or gloves; nothing more than a pair of running pants and a shirt.
I ran on roads gray and slippery with salt. The snow, despite 4 days above freezing, is still over a foot deep, but there was still a feel of spring. A hope that, soon, things will change. The sun shone brightly and as I ran I tipped my face towards it, loving the feel of warmth on my face. Such a foreign feeling! Birds flew overhead, a groundhog hopped about the snow, and I even saw a bug. I ran so happy, feeling as though I had just been released from a prison. Spring! I remember you!
But, it’s come to an end. Continue reading “the polar vortex vs spring”
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