Betty, Executive Editor

I've been training for my first half-marathon (next Sunday!) and this weekend was my last chance to get in a long run before the race. So I was a little stressed out to wake up on Saturday to find that the luck of the Irish had blessed NYC with 5 inches of snow! As the morning progressed, I kept checking outside my apartment window to see if the sidewalks were being shoveled. By 1pm, my street looked pretty clear, so thinking other streets in my neighborhood would be too, I donned my sneakers and hit the pavement. Two blocks into my jog, I realized Nikes and snow don't mix! Every few yards I had to stop, tip-toe or leap over slushy puddles, climb over lumpy snow banks, and all the while avoid getting splashed or hit by a passing car. I had nine miles to put in today and so I ventured on, sometimes on the sidewalk, sometimes in the middle of the street, constantly checking over my shoulder to make sure no cars were headed my way. But navigating snow piles isn't so good on your ankles or your knees. And the last thing I needed a week before my race was to slip and injure myself. So after two miles outside, I hopped on the subway to my gym and logged in the rest of my miles on the treadmill. Not as much fun (downright boring, in fact) but I did it. Now I'm in my taper week (yay!) where I'll walk/run just a few miles every day until race day. Can't wait for spring to be able to enjoy the flowering blooms instead of yucky city slush during my walks and runs! Hope you keep on stepping!