Notes
I have route fatigue (as Nik W. aptly puts it) so decided to drive over to Lake Arlington for a change of scenery. The path was mostly packed snow, which was a bit tiring on my legs but I persevered. First two miles were a struggle as usual; I contemplated giving up on running altogether. For a brief moment in the middle I decided that winter running was the greatest thing ever and that I just loved loved loved it. That feeling didn't last long and the rest of the run was just trying to get it done. Several walkers and a handful of runners out there. I am happy that I could get 10k done; I was starting to worry that I'd never run more than 3 miles again. Temps in mid 30s, yay!