A collision of seasons
The beginning of this week had some of the greatest running weather I've seen in a long time. Mid-60s in the morning with highs near 80 in the afternoon; it was a bit cool for a Thursday morning run, but still not too bad. Then this morning it was 30 degrees and snowing. I think my body was shocked by it.
Instead of complaining about it being cold, I headed out and just enjoyed being able to run. After a week of many emotions, lots of tears and laughter celebrating my grandfather's life, this was actually a great way to close out the week. It certainly wasn't easy to get out and run, but it's helped me sort out a lot of thoughts.