This feels like winter. I miss it soo much. Nothing makes you feel more like running than running a couple miles through one-four feet of snow, pending the snowdrift. Stinging snow, almost no visiblity, power is doomed to fail at some point (I think, at least. better not, I need the computer tomorrow.) Anyways, yes, I am excited, this blizzard is exciting, and I am also shamed that a dinky blizzard such as this can excite me. Where is the storm of the century? Is this the best nature can hit me with? I have an A-frame roof, I am not frightened.
EDIT: Only about six inches of snow fall, but what with the wind, the plows, and everything else, my running places have alot of snow.
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