Running with cows

Cold can be a motivator once your in it. The cold can also be a barrier to entry as your looking out the window from your nice warm house. I used to call myself a runner. That was only a year ago. Now I call myself a runaphobic. Yes, today's new made up word. There something about taking that first deep breathe in the 30 degree cold that make every part of your body say, "what the heck was that!" So, it's time to pop that snot bubble and get my south side out there and start putting on some miles. I think that's the only thing I miss living in a community like Highland Creek was the nice sidewalks all through the community as well as golf trails. Out where I live now, I have to run right on a busy road if I want to go more than a couple miles. Some parts are nice because it's country out here and I have cows standing by the fence next to the road looking at me thinking, "what's wrong with that human?" or "Is that some kind of mating ritual?" They have a point. We are the only species that goes out and runs for no real reason than to run. Not for hunting, or surviving from a predator, or even a mating ritual. We just run because it feels good when your done running. So I'm going to burn the excuse book and get a few mile in tomorrow. Don't ask what happened today. Be good.