It really is one of my favorite things, running in freshly fallen snow. Friday was one of those days when it was cold enough (22 degrees Fahrenheit) and snowed just enough (a fourth of an inch, maybe) that the only thing I had to watch while running downtown was the slick metal seams in the truss bridge I crossed from one side of the river to the next. Other than that, the dry powder actually provided a bit of extra traction on sidewalks and curbsides as I ran my 9.5 mile route.
The previous day’s worries about pace and progress disappeared as I ran my new route in this transformed landscape. By a third of the way through, I just felt great gliding down dirty streets made white, over bridges, through downtown after the lunch hour, and then through a park to finish my route. There was a positive beat playing in my head that gave cadence to my run most of the way.
I wanted to find a quote to fit the mood. I came across this quote from Lewis Carroll and “Alice in Wonderland” that felt right:
“I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says “Go to sleep, darlings, till the summer comes again.”
― Lewis Carroll
What is your favorite weather to run in?