It's cold and has been an uncommonly cloudy January. I'm really looking forward to the sun coming up early enough for me to get up and run before the boys need to go to school.

I didn't want to run indoors, but I have a cold, so I went to the gym and ran on the track today. 3x400, 10 min. warm-up and cool-down. And core exercises! The one nice thing was wearing shorts and short sleeves.

Unfortunately, my cold really went downhill this afternoon and now I feel like crap--chills, aches, no taste, etc.

I am so sick of winter. It's not the cold, really. It's the dark. I'm tired as hell of not being able to run in the morning before everyone else is up. I hate that I have to cut into my precious little time on weekdays during the day when I can work. Finally we are headed in the right direction, but we can't get there soon enough for me. Then we'll get thrown back an hour for daylight savings.

Yesterday I finally did my core exercises for the first time in months. And today I'm hurting. I also think a cold is coming on--boo. I will run tomorrow and Monday (holiday) anyway.

Ran 4 this morning--very snowy!--and took the boys to Cricket Hill to sled after picking Mats up from school. Mats even pulled Pavel up the hill once on the sled! Now my knees hurt.