I got up this morning with several things on my mental “to do” list.One of them was to go running.I signed up for the Mini Marathon in May (13.1 miles! As one of my friends said, “That’s not a half marathon! That’s TORTURE!”), so I am realizing that I really need to get back into building up endurance, after my 7 week break from running.I did some homework and other important things first buy penisole, and I was getting ready to run when one of my friends started chatting online with me and said something about how annoying the snow was today.

Snow?! It was almost 50 degrees just a couple days ago!

Oh, Indiana weather, how we love thee!

I bundled up and went out to brave the swirling snow and had my first-ever running-in-the-snow experience! I can’t say that it is my preferred running weather, but it was kind of fun to see all the fat, white flakes sticking to my hair, my eyes, my shirt, my shoes, and a few flurries making their way into my mouth!

It snowed for most of the rest of the day, but the most intense part of my day in the snow was after my last class.I sit in the window with my friend Emiline in Bob’s class (which I wrote about last semester), and when Bob finally let us out at 5:50, we looked out the window and exclaimed about the whiteness of campus! It was quite the blustery snow storm as I took my 20 minute walk home, but I couldn’t help but be amazed at what was happening all around me.These beautiful flakes, different shapes, freely, furiously falling; the fresh piles of untreaden snow; the streets and sidewalks glittering in the lamplight; the quiet of the evening…it really was quite breathtaking.

My pastor’s wife once said to me, “I used to feel sorry for you guys having to walk all over campus in all kinds of weather; buy penisole.But then I remembered back to when I was in college.Those walks on campus, seeing the power of the changing weather–those were the times when I felt closest to God.”