It was my 1,860th consecutive day of running my mile this morning and it was even colder than it's been so far this year, minus three celsius but luckily no ice.
On these really cold mornings (I don't think we really had them last year), although it's over a month since the shortest day, the mornings seem to be no lighter, at least they're not at 5.30 when I'm out pounding (or do I mean gently caressing) the pavement.
Why is it that back to back cold winter days, although having less hours of daylight, seem so much longer than those warm sunny days of summer?
Do you ever have periods like this in your relationships, your work or other areas of your life where you're trying to achieve something?
It's such a huge temptation to hunker down, wrap yourself in warm blankets and stay static in front of the fire, or even under the duvet.
But as sure as the winter will change to spring (although when can sometimes be up for debate) the dips in our lives will not last. The sun will come out, the days will be warm again and the world will be alive with colour again.
You'll be able to take advantage of the opportunities that are there when it's warmer if you can just keep moving, putting one foot in front of the other in the cold dark days.
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