This Is Why

This morning, as I do most Monday mornings, I ran to the November Project. Today's workout was at Charlesgate Park, just outside of Kenmore Square. I left my apartment early, a few minutes before 6am, and tugged on my wool hat and gloves. I stepped outside to find snow on the ground and snow still falling from the sky.

I ran through quiet side streets, down the middle of the road, and my sneakers crunched the pristine snow with each step. It was foggy and still dark, but there were city lights and Christmas lights.

And as I ran down Comm Ave, listening to Afrojack, snow slipping down the back of my jacket, I thought to myself: this is why I run.