I Hate Winter...
This is NOT going to be a happy, positive post as I am not in a good mood right now. That said, if you don't want to read about what I'm really thinking and feeling right now just go ahead and skip reading this post. I wouldn't blame you. I hate winter, I hate cold weather, I hate not being able to breathe. This afternoon I met up with my buddy and fellow Ultra runner Mark Hilboldt for a 14 mile run. I met him at Quivira Park at 11:00 and it was 35* with a windchill of 26* and a 15 mph wind. My lungs were getting tight before we even started. The plan was to run up the Indian Creek Trail 7 miles to 151st Street then turn around and run back. As is always the case for me in the cold, breathing very quickly became a problem for me. Usually Mark & I chat quite a bit while we run but within the first 2 miles I was already struggling for breath as my lungs closed up so I was doing little talking. Our pace slowed gradually as we went...