Very cold and a little windy. I was going to go 9 but was having a hard time finding paths to run on that I wasn't slipping around or just running deathly slow through the unplowed few days worth of snow. Then my hands started to freeze because apparently it was laundry day and all I could find to put on my hands was one thin pair of gloves and a pair of socks. So I cut my run short and resolved to go to the gym later for a few more miles on the TM where at least I can run a decent pace. The morning consumed me with laundry, the afternoon isn't an option since child care is not open from 1-4 p.m., so I was going to go after the kids gymnastics class got out at 5 p.m. but then my car battery was dead and it took me an extra 10 minutes to jump my car at the gymnastics place and in those 10 minutes of cold and waiting, the kids all literally melted down and began complaining loudly of hunger, cold, and fatigue. So I took them home and made them dinner. Abe really was hungry 'cause he ate A TON. And then of course the evening progressed into family home evening and ton-o-laundry folding, so I did not get out to the gym to run. Such is life. | 