Today is the first day of winter. The darkest day of the year.
I embrace the cold weather runs. This will not surprise my loyal readers, but I tend to fret about race day weather. Well-known fact #1: I self-destruct at high temperatures. Well known fact #2: By high I mean anything over 10C. Although DNA testing is inconclusive, I am most certainly a direct relation of the famous Snow Miser. The family resemblance is uncanny. I certainly won’t be inviting my extended family, Heat Miser and his sun-loving descendents, to Christmas dinner. You may recall the legendary family showdown captured in the compelling documentary A Year Without a Santa Claus:
Title Reference: The Snow Miser Song. From the movie the Year Without a Santa Claus. 1974.
There’s something just so pleasing about toughing out a sub zero (Farenheit) run in miserable conditions. I swear the miles are worth 1.5x as much if you’ve got snow blowing in your face while you do it.
I always finish we an ‘if i can do that i can do anything’ mindset. And then I nap.
I love it!
We forgot to play it before you left for vacation!
Year Without is one of our faves….
I love the Miser bros scene. I especially love the mini Misers.
Too Much indeed.
Happy Holidays!
There is a new(er) Miser Borther movie, but it’s just not as good as the original. Happy holidays to you too! I hope Santa brings you a speedy cure for broken toes.
I guess you wouldn’t be keen on an Aussie christmas experience any time soon then.. It was 26C at 5am this morning when I got up to run sandhills.. You’d have been melting! The dip in the ocean at the end though was soooo nice & refreshing! Merry Christmas!
I’d love the Aussie Christmas non-running experience – the dip in the ocean minus running the sandhills. My love of the cold only applies when I’m wearing running shoes. Happy Holidays!