Go away, winter. I'm over you.
The day did not go as planned. Sleeping enough took longer than expected, so I got up later than I wanted. Clearing snow after yesterday's storm was the next event. Then I was stuck at my desk doing, you know, WORK for about 3 hours longer than scheduled with some pop-up tasks that needed to be addressed.
And the rest of the day progressed with errands and family time, and next thing I know...it's about 9pm before I get downstairs and hit the treadmill. I didn't mind, really. An easy run on the treadmill is mindless, but I really wasn't feeling it. The winter slog is getting to me. I'm ready for spring. I'm so ready for spring that I put on the shortest running shorts I have just to remember what it feels like to run without two layers of tights and three layers of tops. And a hat. And a hood. And a neck buff. And gloves. And GTX mids. And warm socks.
Go away, winter. I'm over you.
Except...I can't be over winter. Weeks yet to go, and trail to break tomorrow. I was thinking of hitting Carrigain, but temps are forecast for 0ËšF at elevation. I'm not wanting to break (or nearly so depending on who's been out) for 14 miles solo in zero degree temps. I sweat. I get cold. So I have to haul a lot of crap with me to not die in the woods.
Instead, I think I'm going to head out and break a route on PrkrMtn where at least I'll get low teens for temps, circle home and change into dry layers and my lighter snowshoes, and then run the route I broke. If I'm lucky, the groomers will have been out too, and I might have even more terrain to choose from.