What?!!

My alarm woke me out of a very sound sleep this morning at 6 am just in time to put on 50 layers of clothes, grab the leash, the dog and my iPod and go running. I got dressed with bleary eyes (usually do pretty well in the morning but this was an exception) and Kona and I headed out the door to get in at least 4 miles before work. I have NEVER, I repeat, never, gone out for a run and then turned around due to weather. It is just not in my nature. This morning, however, my mother would have been proud of me. The temps yesterday may have reached 50ºF. Nice, I know. The temp this am was probably hovering at about 32ºF. Not a great combination when there was still 6-8 inches of icy snow on the ground at this time yesterday. Lots of melting, which was good and sloppy combined with a refreeze last night meant slippy conditions for my run. I don't mind running on ice and snow but this was different somehow. The sidewalks looked alright but let's just say I got about 100 yds down the hill from our house and had a heck of a time getting back up, especially with Kona. I tried the street, it was worse because of the snow that had refrozen and the grass was out because of the giant ice piles from everyone taking advantage of the nice day yesterday to chip the ice off the end of their drives. I decided that it just wasn't worth it. I turned around twice, the first time I thought to myself, "self, don't be a wimp, the temperature is decent, you and Kona both need a run, just go". I turned back, took one or two steps, slid about 3 feet with my running shoes supposedly planted and called it a day. We slid our way back up to the house and that was the end of that. I decided 30 minutes of abs would due and I have a 90 minutes swim workout tonight so I will switch things around and run tomorrow. Just not worth an injury.