When words just aren't enough...

This blog is turning out to be more a record of this crazy winter than I had originally intended, but the snow is so much more interesting to me than my training thus far. And since I'm technically still in my pre-training, there really isn't much to talk about, unless you want to be bored by details of laps, treadmills, and stationary bikes. I will say that I'm gaining strength and endurance faster than I'd thought I would and for the most part, I've really enjoyed my runs. It's a nice change from how I've spent most of the last two years, dreading my runs and yet still pushing myself to go. Maybe all the time off I took this fall, or the cross training that's finally taking care of my injury, has been the secret. Whatever the case, I feel good and strong and happy to be running again so I'm grateful. I'm still reluctant to make the switch to roads. It's a psychological block I know, but the treadmill feels safe and secure for now and I suppose as long as the roads look like they do, I'm probably better off inside. When I do head back outside to hills and all else that comes along with roads, then maybe I'll have more to talk about.

However, the purpose of this post was to share some more photos of my crazy winter since words have failed me in my attempts to catalogue just how much snow we have. Here's a few of what you can still see of my house...

The little sliver of window to the far right is all that is left of our kitchen window

And then one with me thrown in, just for perspective...


And in other news, I'm going to MGH Institute of Health Professions starting in June for my PT degree. I'm moving to Boston in May. I'm sad to be leaving New Hampshire. I've really grown to love it up here, the slow pace of life and small scale that I exist in, but I know that Boston will be fantastic. It's time to get back to my adult life :) But I will claim from now on that this is where I'm from!