You know it’s been a snowy winter when your nine year old says “again?! sigh!” in response to “hey, look, it snowed overnight!”
I think my magic molasses cookies have a short shelf life. Outta the blue another 2″ dusting of the light fluffy stuff this morning. The sad thing now is that nobody can drum up any enthusiasm for shoveling or snowplowing for that matter. (in defense of all the municipalities dealing with this, they probably have completely shot their “snow removal” budget for the next few years).
So at 5am when I peeked out the window and saw yet another winter wonderland, I climbed back into bed, vowing to run on the treadmill at work.
3 miles before work at a 10:10 pace. I was supposed to do 4, but the fact that I’ve actually run twice on a treadmill in one month is enough to make me cry, so I ended it early.
And our forecast shows that our cold snap should be coming to an end, along with Janathon, on Feb. 1.