Of course I choose to run/train for the Boston Marathon during the winter with record snowfall. It seemed like there was a long stretch when every organized run on saturdays was canceled because of dangerous conditions. Most of the time I would venture out on my own anyways and brave the ice and snow. The upside is that it got me outside to atleast appreciate the beauty of it most of the time. Somehow it made it all a little more bearable.
Unfortunately I had to do one of my long runs on a treadmill. It was just too cold and icy outside to get up early and get out. I had to document that I had just run 17 miles on a treadmill. It was hard but I was surprised at how quickly it went when I broke it up.
I loved beind up before everyone else and seeing the beauty of the city covered in a blanket of snow.
At one of the few organized runs I attended. We met out in Wellesley and ran along the course. This particular run I stood up and dedicated to Marjorie as it was just a few weeks after she passed away.
Just more documenting
The view over the BU bridge one morning. The river was frozen for weeks and weeks and weeks on end but it sure was beautiful at times.
Finally when the river thawed, I was joined early in the morning by the rowers. They were welcome companions.
The last organized run we started at the starting line in Hopkinton and ran the first 20 miles of the course. I felt great and it went by so fast! It made me nervous to taper. Of course it was snowing.