dashing through the snow

[minus the dashing.] today's long run was scratched due to yet another snow dump. it was 18*/feels like 4* and while i've ran in colder temps before, it seemed worse today. the constant wind/snow pelting me in the face did not help. the roads were also not yet plowed, so at times i was trudging through drifts of snow about a foot deep. my feet were soaked in the first mile from sinking into the snow, lovely. although i had some oatmeal pre-run, i felt out-of-sorts near the end of the run. i kinda couldn't focus/see straight and felt weak, hard to describe, but i think it was mostly from the cold. anyway, i stuck it out for a slow 10.3 miles and am hoping to get in my true long run tomorrow down in s.carolina. i hear they got/are getting some ice though, blech. i need to move to the caribbean.

trying to capture the depth of what i "ran" in.

 

post-run snow angel