A few months ago I asked readers when they made time for exercise. For a couple of months this summer my wife and I were waking up at 4:50am to be able to fit in a work out, but that arrangement was untenable in the long term. If you give this very-much-not-a-morning-person the option of getting up way before dawn to exercise or sleeping until it is necessary to get up, the former is only going to win for so long.
We did well for a while, then I hit a stretch of travel and we never really got back to it as consistently as we had before. It was time for a new plan.
Instead I've turned to running after putting the kids to bed. I've never been a great runner and some knee issues in the past have generally scared me away, but I decided to try it on. I got some good shoes and took to the streets. I did a mile at first, then pushed to 2. Everything was feeling good so I upped the bar again and I'm currently doing 3.5 miles every other day with my eye on a 4.5 mile route. Until recently.
Snow in our area has obliterated my normal route, turning it into an Arctic obstacle course. In fact most of the reasonable running routes in my area are more treacherous than a hunting trip with Dick Cheney. It's not the cold that bothers me (still tights-free) it's falling on my damn head or having to spend a stint on IR with "a groin".
So what do real runners do when ice and snow hits?