It hit me when I laced up my shoes to go on a long morning run. As I started out, the bitter cold went right through my gloves, hat and layers... and just stuck there. I found myself wondering, one - why the heck do I run again?! And then two - looking at the morning sun streaming through the trees, reflecting off the park's snow, and as I waved to a group of runners, I realized the feeling I get when I run is why I keep lacing up my shoes. Feeling of being stronger, lighter and a bit more free. Even in the cold.
And then, walking back into the warmth of my home, I find myself not wanting to leave. Because when it's so cold and snowy out, it's my perfect excuse to spend some much-needed quality time in my own kitchen. Simmering, roasting and baking anything in the oven.