I don’t like snow but on some very rare occasions I can pretend that I do and well even enjoy running in it. But it may not necessarily have anything to do with you know, actually liking snow.

I love running when it is quiet and calm. Being able to hear my breathing and my footfalls is one of the most wonderful experiences that running good gives me. This is why I love running in the dark, either early in the morning or in the evening. Knowing that no one will be out and about gives me that amazing time all by myself.

I had another opportunity this past Saturday when a light snow had started falling. Yes, I could have started my run at any time during the day but I admit, I got a little giddy at the thought of running in the snow. 

A couple of weeks ago there was much more snow and it was a bit more difficult to run through so I only ended up getting a couple of miles in. But last night I wanted more and completed a four mile loop.

It was fantastic. Hardly anyone was out and yeah, the snow helped make it that way.

It wasn’t a speed breaker due to making sure what I was running on wasn’t ice so it was slow, but when I was done I felt like I had a good workout and felt fulfilled. So yeah, this snow stuff might be growing on me.