This morning it was seven degrees.
Despite that, I still did my four miles outside. I'm so thrilled to be back on track after my bout with ITBS that I don't care what the weather is like, I'm running outside. I doubled up on leg coverings (warm tights under warm pants), kept my hands curled into balls inside my gloves, had the Jacket of Wonder zipped up to my chin, and ran hard (4.24 miles in 36:39).
Even so, I am growing weary of winter. The area experienced its first snowfall of note in mid-November and the white stuff has been our near-constant companion ever since. We have also had a few brutally cold days, one of which resulted in my frozen fingers.
I am ready for sun, warmth, and longer days. I want to smell green things coming to life, that fecund, earthy odor of warming soil and uncurling leaves. I want to hear the gentle burbling of the ground thawing. I want to run in shorts! Of course, that will mean my fishbelly white Midwest winter legs will be inflicted upon the world, but SO BE IT.
Sunday we turn our clocks forward for Daylight Savings Time, which means daylight will last into the evenings, but my morning runs will be plunged back into darkness for a while.
I picked up a new song from one of my favorite artists, Say Hi (formerly known as Say Hi To Your Mom; expert purveyors of low-fi fuzz and softly mumbled lyrics), about a month ago, but only recently has it truly begun to speak to me.
Say Hi: November Was White, December Was Grey
The fire it cracks and the flakes snow on
November was white and December was grey
Well someday soon when the spring brings the sun
I'll finally sleep
I'll finally feel better when the winter's gone
I'll feel better when the winter's gone
I'll feel better when the winter's gone oh oh
Speaking of Say Hi, their web site is chock full of free mp3s. Aside from "November..." my other favorites are "Angels and Darlas" and "Northwestern Girls."