Kathleen's Adventures

I woke up yesterday morning to as close to a winter wonderland as we get in Texas.  I was thrilled.  I could not wait to go on a trail run with the fresh snow.  I've never run on snow before (in, but not on).  It is times like this it is beyond convenient I live on trails because I would not have driven anywhere to run, but was able to get to the trails on foot. I was talking to my mom on the phone on my way through my apartment complex to the trails.  She was telling me I was crazy to go run and that it would be slippery and bad.  I kept telling her I'd be fine, but kept having little squeals here and there.  What hadn't occurred to me was how hard it was going to be to actually get to the trail!  It is maybe 200-400 yds from my apartment through the parking lot/apartment drive to the trail head.  Um...it was completely frozen!  I walked up on the grass where I could because that was just snow, no ice, but the pavement was frozen soli...

Wednesday night I went on the best run of my life. No lie. I was excited about it, looking forward to it, and it far exceeded my expectations. It again was just to be a one hour run, my second on my "comeback," but this time in the snow. It was more like freezing rain with a few tiny snow flakes when I got to the park, but it was full-on bona fide snow less than half way through my run. When I got to the park I got a bit nervous because NO ONE was there. It was only 5:30, but still dark. I know it isn't totally safe to run alone, especially when the park appeared so empty, but I was not going to let that deter my snow run. There ended up being a handful of people around, so I never felt unsafe, and it was still almost like I got to enjoy this little secret wonderland all to my self. I immediately reverted back to a small child when I got out of my car and giggled with each snow flake that landed on my jacket or head. Within a few minutes of running, a snow flake landed on...