I really think I prefer cold weather running. It feels so good to have cool lungs and a running nose. It reminds me of when I started running and how far I have come. Don't get me wrong, I don't like the ice and snow on the sidewalks and roads, but cold doesn't really bother me.
Last winter I ran when it was cold, drizzling, flurrying. With my tissue up my sleeve I ran around the neighborhood. I remember thinking that I would love running in the summer when I would wear less clothes on a sunshiny path but it wasn't all that. I never realized how hard running would be in the heat.
Anyway, running now, back in the cold, brings back lots of memories of running last January and February. When I thought "if I can just make it to the intersection of Melinda and Melissa, it will be time to take a break a walk." Now that seems like such a easy thing to do but then it was huge to me.

Training for the race is going fine but I'm still really intimidated about running a 10K. I still keep thinking how great it would be to finish "The Year of Quitting Smoking and Starting Running" with a race that is double my goal would be a great accomplishment.
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