I presume that this is what the park looked like this morning. I wouldn't know. I wasn't there. I was such a very good little runner girl for the first part of the week, running Monday morning and evening in preparation for the snow on the way.
And then when the storm held off until Tuesday night, we headed back out into the snowy park, dodging flakes and working up a sweat before the road had a chance to get really icy. So we earned our day off yesterday and didn't feel a bit of guilt sleeping in late and leaving the slushy roads to other, more masochistic fools. THIS morning however was a different story. Roads cleared, sunshine restored, there was no excuse not to be out there, but for various reasons, I just couldn't do it. I've got a lousy case of the stone cold winter blues.
Maybe it's the cold and maybe it's my career ennui and maybe it's just a cyclical thing that hits everyone once in a while, but my psyche seems to have taken a header into a snow bank and for the moment it's just hanging out there, shivering, wet and miserable. I did smile when I read my horoscope today though. Sometimes it really is like they know:
It would be all too easy to dwell on negative news now that Mercury, your ruler, is moving retrograde, but you don't have to take what you hear seriously. Make a conscious effort today and tomorrow to look a the world through rose-tinted spectacles. See only good things - and only good things will happen.
