"Feel the rhythm! Feel the rhyme! Get on up, it's cross country time!" In the 1993 movie "Cool Runnings" four natives from Jamaica leave their tropical homeland to compete in the winter Olympics. After leaving my home in Cape Girardeau to resume my training here at Rockhurst, I felt a certain connection with the Jamacian bobsled team.
The month of January marked the official beginning to my marathon training. Typical temperate weather of Southeast Missouri was not an issue during Christmas break, but once I came back to Kansas City I had to deal with consistently sub-freezing temperatures. The cold itself is more of an annoyance than a roadblock to my training since I wear multiple layers of clothing and employ the use of a "balaclava" (see the light blue thing in the picture). However, snow, sleet, ice, slush, and any manner of wintery mix as the weatherman says, does make running difficult. When there is snow on the ground, as there is today, I am forced to the confines of a treadmill. Not that there is anything inherently wrong with treadmills, it's just that I feel like a hamster on a never-ending wheel of misery. In this picture I was able to get my run in before the sleet really began to come down and escaped with only two eyelashes literally lashed together. Only nine more weeks of training! And I little warm weather wouldn't hurt.
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