Icy toes

I've been cooped up in my apartment studying for final exams in the midst of a major cold snap in North Carolina for the past 4 days. We got 3 inches of snow last week, beating New England for first snow of the season. North Carolina is the new Maine, thanks to climate change.

I got a bit o' studying-induced cabin fever around 9pm tonight. What's the remedy, you ask? Well, a nice 3-miler in running tights, mittens and a beanie, listening to "District Sleeps Alone Tonight." It was about 30 degrees out, with a slight rustling breeze, and pitch black darkness. I felt so solitary jogging around the back fields and around the dimly lit track. It was all steamy and warm and I felt like I could've been the last person in the world. It was perfectly epic.

While I was at the track, I also did 80 walking lunges and 4 sets of 13 pull ups on the balance beam (like an upside-down push-up).

Last night I ran 1 mile along the roads around 9:30 too. Perhaps I'm becoming one of those creepy, late-night jogging creatures of the dark, winter months...