CABIN FEVER.

It has finally hit. I ask myself the same thing as the old guy to the dog, "Why don't you...go out for a run." Believe me, that's exactly what I want to do.

I can handle the treadmill, the countless boring runs, knowing that eventually it will end and the roads will open up to me again.

But I don't remember ever being this trapped during the winter. Last year, we had a lot of extreme cold weather; this year, it is one snow storm after another. And while it isn't the snow or the cold, it is the snow in the darkness that is keeping me inside. I say this often, and I know its not just me, once you have been sidelined with major injuries, you think twice about putting yourself at risk unnecessarily.

It seems the only times during the week that are convenient for me to run are in the dark--either before work or after. My job has been far too busy these last few months to even think of taking the time to run outside at lunch time. While I used to do that because it was the only time I could run, it was a major distraction for my job, and right now I can't afford to have that happen on a regular basis. So, its either the treadmill or nothing most days.

And since the groundhog says at least 6 more weeks of winter, the only consolation I have to getting through this is: A CRUISE!

That's right. February 23, leaving for Western Carribbean!

I have wanted to go somewhere tropical for several years, and for the last 2 have been trying to get Don to agree to go. He was always unwilling, until recently. (I guess it had to be his idea!) Anyway, I had put this on my to do list for the winter and it looks like it will be happening.

Now if I could only get "run outside" on my to do list, all would be good!