There is an irrefutable freedom about running flat out. No restrictions. Full flight. My lungs expanding. Arms pumping. Feet skimming the ground. It’s been a long time since I had this sensation. The ice, the winds, and the snow have really forced me to slow down and focus on staying upright and getting my training run done safely. Times and speeds being a distant concern of the past. My attentions now being supplanted with the burden of remaining vertical on treacherous terrains. But with the recent thaw I was able to finally don lighter weight clothes. Shoes without spikes.
And run with absolute abandon.