It is cold though. Arctic cold. So whenever I go out for a run I bundle up. Some days, laundry days, I have to scrounge for things to wear outside to keep me warm. That happened yesterday. I almost didn't have the courage to step outside. I looked not just weird, but Punky-Brewster weird. (Have you seen Punky lately? Whoa. She grew up.) So, of course, I took a picture and went out. It turns out that the honey badger isn't the only animal that doesn't give a shit.
I'm not fast. I'm not stylish. But I'm still going. And so is winter. I checked. Twice.
In case you're wondering what it has looked like out there, here are some photos from my runs this winter.