Insert swear words here.
I should have known better than to get my hopes up that we were out of the woods with winter. Sure enough, yet another storm. Our favorite trail had melted, and I was hoping the fresh snow wouldn't keep me from being able to run on it. But boy, when I woke up it was super windy, cold and snowing like crazy. I resisted the urge to jump on the treadmill and made my way over. I wasn't sure I would be able to stay on my feet, but the snow was wet, which meant the traction was pretty good. The first 1.25 miles were fine, but then I crossed into where the woods are thick and though I couldn't see where there were the piles of hard snow that hadn't melted with the warm up, I could feel them! It was a slow slog. There was one other car in the parking lot and I could see his footprints as I ran. He was on his way back when I hit about 1.5 miles in. So when we turned around at 2 miles, I let the dogs off leash. They were so happy. ...