It is the fragile blossom that opens in the snow

Fragile blossom, indeed.

We spent Saturday up in the local mountains playing in the snow. I always forget that snow is (a) wet, and (b) cold. So that morning, when I unpacked our snow pants, and put them all back, saying, "It's not even going to be that COLD, I don't think we need the snow gear....", I was mistaken. Really should have brought the snow pants...

There's something magic in the snow, I think, because we spent hours playing, with happy, non-complaining children.





For some reason, I ALWAYS think I'm being clever, and pick a route through uncharted territory. I don't know WHY I don't learn that I should just follow the path everyone else is taking, because without FAIL, I end up knee deep in snow, while everyone is walking around dry.




We tried to do a little hiking, but the sun was starting to set, and #2 realized suddenly that she was freezing cold and soaking wet, so we called it a day...

There goes Gabby... right up the mountain...

And then we ate here...

...the next morning. I love SoCal.

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So, my neck seems better, finally, and I ran 4 easy miles on Saturday with PCRF, so I'm going forward with training this week.

Monday: Cross train

Tuesday: 7 miles

Wednesday: Cross train

Thursday: 7 miles

Friday: Rest

Saturday: 5 miles

Sunday: 18????

One of those 7 milers is speed work; I'll give it a shot Tuesday, but might bump it to Thursday if I need to. Sunday's 18 is questionable, too... I might need to drop that back a little, since I skipped two weeks' worth of long runs.

Sigh.

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