We're back in Kansas for Christmas and I have been forced to remember that the winter on the plains is very cold. Today the windchill is hovering around 0. I've been able to run almost the mileage I want to so far, but I think my willpower is starting to fade a little. I am appreciating the south probably for the first time. Last week I was able to crank out 121 miles in 6 days since I expected that the next few weeks would be wild. My KS routine is now to suffer outside in the morning, the hit up mom's Total Gym and then run a few miles on the old treadmill in the basement at night. Seems to be working so far. The farm does not look anything like the nice picture above.