“IF YOU EVER WANT TO SEE WHO THE TRUE RUNNERS ARE, TAKE A PEEK OUTSIDE DURING MOTHER NATURE’S NEXT HISSY FIT.”
I found this quote on when searching for images under the query: Running in the Cold.
If I could have found the image associated with this cool quote, I’d have given credit and a link, but it’s completely AWOL on the net. Boo! But I liked the quote enough to share, and I sure wish I could claim it as an original! Best link-ish thing I could find for it, (COOL QUOTE CREDIT HERE), in case you want to hunt it down.
So I love this quote because I seriously LOVE me some cold, messy weather running.
My friend Suzanne and I promised each other we would both go out on a five or six-mile run early Sunday morning. We live in different towns, but we’re going to report in to each other. Kind of like a long-distance running buddy. Then we discussed the temperature:
Suzanne: It’s supposed to be, like, thirty-four degrees tomorrow morning. Ugh. Wonder how late I can get out there so it’s warmer…
Me: YES! I LOVE running in the cold! Wonder how early I can get out there so it’s colder…
Suzanne: (looking at me with a mixture of alarm and disgust) You’re a FREAK.
Me: I know. It’s great.
I can’t wait to get out there Sunday morning.
I just checked weather.com and supposed to be 38 degrees when I start my run.
38 degrees. Farenheit.
I. So. Can’t. Wait.
Prediction: Awesome. I’ll update you later, assuming I survive. 
[Update: Awesome run! 5 miles! I was SO happy to be out there in running in the cold. Felt GREAT! Weather was 44 degrees and I was wearing my stay-warm running gear. No gloves, though. Not cold enough for that. Get out there and run while it's beautiful, everybody!]
I moved to Florida to escape mornings with 38 degree temps.
I’ll leave you to it! Enjoy your run. 8)
You are a freak of nature…LOL!
I’ll admit the morning run in the cold wasn’t all that bad…..but when its 20 degrees out….I may change my mind. However, I can’t ever imagine running in a snow storm……that indeed puts you in a special class!!
The messier the better!
I was on the cross-country team in high school, in New Hampshire. I remember a week of 6 degrees below zero temps, running on the snow and ice covered streets! Party on!
Now I’m a cyclist. My first Century ride involved hail, thunder and lightning, rain and snow. We planned ahead and were warm and dry and had a great time, even though the ride was cut down to 68 miles due to a blizzard on Donner Summit and too many hypothermic cyclists. This was in Lake Tahoe, California in September, 2007.