Here in Canada...

The gray gusts of wind pushing ice pellets into your face. The feeling that you should have worn heavier gloves. The empty paths shared with only the brave mallard and bundled up pedestrian. That numbness in your thighs, even without any lactic acid. Running face down to protect your eyes from icy intruders. Ah, that's running in Canada...

BUT IN MAY? Mother's day was yesterday, Easter's long gone, the presidential nominees are all but decided. All-Star baseball teams are being discussed and the Indy 500 is up for the weekend. But here in Timmins ON. there s still wind chill to talk about. Not to whine--too late for that--but where's our warm gulf air that made its way into Minneapolis each summer?

Oh well, temps in the 30s are better than the January alternative. Yesterday was 68 as a high, today it's sored to 43 at 5pm; but in the mornings, the treadmill still has an allure. Maybe the cold rain explains why I found some kind of water bug near the refrigerator. It was the size of a hockey puck! Anyhow, I got in a slow 7.2 miles today..as well as a nice windburn.