As I walked through the door, icy tears
down my frostbitten cheeks, drooling from my Lungplus and with my
jacket covered in snot icicles, I looked sheepishly at J and hoped
that I wouldn't have to cite the clause in our marriage contract that
said ”for better or for worse”.
It's getting very tiresome, this ice
business. Not only do I have to negotiate freezing headwinds when the
temperature is -10, but I also risk either breaking a leg or twisting
my ankle on the bumpy icy surfaces. The few people who were around to
witness this Friday afternoon miracle saw a black-clad ninja
tiptoeing on a mirror-like pool of dark ice, while sounding like Darth
Vader. Without slipping. Much. And without swearing. Much.
Luckily, for my extraordinary patience
and elegant ice-skating display, I was rewarded with a spectacular
sunset. The sun was just sinking behind Näset as I ran by the
seaside. Heavenly.
Yay! Ja, du fick mig att minnas att solen faktiskt var det som gjorde mig riktigt glad idag. De var sååå vackert. Fast tyvärr glömde jag bort det ett tag då jag satt hemma och muttrade över att knappt vara svettig... Och att det gick så långsamt!
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Do you have ice bugs or Yak Trax or anything like that for your shoes? It is the ice that bothers me more than the cold (although I have never run in -10!)- I always layer up anyway but the pavements get so slippery.
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