I was supposed to be in Atlanta this week for work. But Atlanta was an ice skating rink. And the day we were supposed to take off? Lots more snow in New York. Canceled flights. Canceled trip. But the snow? I’ve had enough. Just when I thought I’d conquered the cold for outside runs and got prepared with all of my warm weather gear to run and bike outside, the snow hit. It hit hard. And it keeps hitting. I can only run outside either in the early morning during the week or at night because it’s winter and I have a job. I don’t really like to run at those times, but I do it. Problem is, early in the morning or after dark, the roads get icy, and right now, the shoulders of the road are buried under two feet of snow again in my neighborhood. We...





