Just finished a 3-mile slog, but I feel like a conqueror.
It's 9 below zero out, -34 if you factor in wind chill, which of course I do.
There are times when I love the pure brutality of the deep Wisconsin winter.
These kinds of conditions are great equalizers. Nobody is fast when it's this cold. And just stepping out the door is a Norseman victory.
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