We somehow managed to wake up in the North Pole this morning. I’m not going to complain too much, though (for once), since we are at least above freezing temperatures and can still safely go outside! The forecast for the mid-west sounds surreal, like something out of that movie The Day After Tomorrow.
Above freezing or not, I still don’t relish the idea of suiting up and going running in the biting cold. So, dear old gym, let’s make a date, shall we? I will be seeing you sometime this fine evening. Mind you, I’d much rather snuggle up under a warm, cozy blanket on the couch, next to a crackling fireplace, tucked up tight against my husband since he kicks off body heat like my own personal furnace, but that will just have to wait until after my workout.