The truth is, I am posting pictures and songs about reptiles as they prefer the warm weather. Et voila, if I do so, it will magically turn warm, right?
Boston is one of the many, many parts of the United States that is currently in Spring-pause mode right now. There are crocuses and snow drops up. My hyacinth are visible (albeit still green).
And I've still got a moderate-sized snow fort in my back yard.
I am awfully sick of this.
However in other, far more relevant news, I ran my second 5K of the year on Saturday. I was dead last in a very small field, but still shaved over 4 minutes off my time for the first 5K of the year, which had been run 13 days previously. All in all, it was good, although I did nearly slip on an ice patch.
You mean - you go out and run when there's ice on the ground?
Er, uh, yeah.
You go when it's raining?
You go when it's really hot out?
You go when it's muddy?
You go when you don't feel like it?
The only times I do not go (other than for actual rest days, such as yesterday) are either (a) it's dangerous, e. g. blizzard, hurricane, frogs falling from the sky or (b) I am ill with a fever.
Otherwise, I go, and I do something. It is not always running. Given all the snow we've had, a lot of my cardio for this calendar year has involved shoveling.
But the inner child who says, "I don't wanna!" does not get her way. She would rather sit at home, and eat junk food and watch bad TV and, well, anything but that.
She needs to shut up.