sometimes Always

It’s snowing out. This displeases me.

Why?

Because last night, in 34°F weather, in the pitch black darkness that exists in the depths of Coventry, I had one of the most fun runs I’ve had in a very long time, even if the route I mapped out included a road that existed only as someone’s front lawn (damned out-of-date Google map) and a big hill that I was unaware of. And damn it all, I WANT TO DO IT AGAIN.

*big sigh* It looks like I’ll be holding off on another night run until it thaws, unless a group of running gnomes leaves me a pair of Yaktrax on my desk in the middle of the night.

On the plus side, my two new skirts from Skirt Sports should be getting here sometime today, which means that even though I’ll be out on the road wearing running tights that leave little to the imagination, I won’t be showing off my goodies to the world.

No, if y’all would excuse me, I’ve got to go shower and stop Chaucer from freaking out about the snowflakes that are blowing past the window and wrestle Mal out of the Christmas tree again.

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Last week it was pointed out to me by several people that my roots were in dire need of being touched up. I’d attempted to do so the weekend prior to Thanksgiving, but in an effort to not smear my scalp with red dye and look like I was bleeding from a massive head trauma, I didn’t get close enough to the roots to actually do any good, and after two or 3 washes I had brown roots again.

Obviously, I was going to have to stop doing the dye the half-assed way and bleach the shit out of my hair and dye it from scratch again.

Which is exactly what I did yesterday afternoon after our trip to Providence Place. While we were in the big Newbury Comics, I managed to get myself a jar of Manic Panic’s “Vampire Red”. After slathering up my bleached head with the red cream, it still looked a bit too warm-toned, and I prefer cooler reds. After looking through the cabinet I found the remaining Punky Colours’s “Red Wine” and added that on top of everything. Then, for added fun, I used up the remains of the jar of Punky Colours in “Pink Flamingo”. The result?

The Sometimes Always “Super Awesome Hot Candy Apple Red”.

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I’m not enjoying this winter so far. Every other winter, I don’t care about the cold weather. The cold weather is outside, where it has no effect on me aside from the occasional draft that whips up under our door. I clean snow off the truck when I leave work; Eddie cleans it off before he leaves for work. My only real concerns about winter are making it to work on time when it’s nasty out, and not killing myself by sliding down the icy driveway.

This year though, I’ve got plans. I’ve got running to do. And while I started running last winter, in February, I wasn’t running outside. This year, I want to be outside. I want to be out in the cold, running through the woods or on the roads. I want to have cold cheeks, frosty breath and snotty nose. I want to make myself a mohawk hat and use it to hold my headphones in my ears. Part of it is the newness of it all, I think. I’ve never run outdoors during the cold. I’ve done it during the heat – some of my best runs were humid as hell and in the mid-90’s – and I want to see if I can handle the other end of the spectrum. The last outdoor activity that I did that didn’t involve a snow-brush were horseback riding lessons back in high school. I want to see if, after the 3rd or 4th time, I still want to get cold cheeks and a snotty nose.

Plus, I want to push myself. I want to run farther than I did the last time. I want to make it to the 4th or 5th road that crosses the bike path, and then I want to go past them. I don’t want to spend my winter on the treadmill. The treadmill is boring as hell, and I hate running in one spot, just watching the numbers on the display panel and watching the squirrels in the trees beside the driveway.

A step in the right direction this week – Eddie picked up a couple of LED headlamps for us. I was expecting to use them to run on the street after I get home from work some nights, but he says we’ll use them on the bike path. I’m torn between the two places to run. On one hand, running on the bike path would mean that we wouldn’t need to worry about cars or pot holes. On the other hand, the bike path is darker than the inside of a cow and out of the way, so while we wouldn’t need to worry about some townie hitting us, if something did happen it wouldn’t be easy to get help. Additionally, once the bad weather hits the bike path will be filled with snow and we wouldn’t be able to run on it at all.

Opinions?

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“Hey, guess who’s hosting SNL in a couple of weeks?” asks Eddie.

“Who?”

“Taylor Lautner,” he replies.

“Oooh. Nice.”

“The musical guest is Bon Jovi.”

“OOOOH. Awesome.”

“Do you want me to just make a pile of your panties on the couch so that you can throw them at the TV?”

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