You’re not supposed to go out jogging when it is -5 degrees. Your body is not naturally inclined to do this. It is more apt to conserve energy during these times, which is not surprising imagining the evolutionary reasons for this. Those that went for a whimsical run when it was so cold, instead of choosing to stay inside their warm caves, probably didn’t last very long. Natural selection can be a bitch. To an extent, though, the opposite is true today. It is those who go against the grain that outlast those who conserve their energy for fairer weather. Do you know what it feels like to run in negative weather? It feels wrong. Your muscles take more than a mile to warm up (figuratively, of course, because your muscles are always cold in negative weather). I can’t even explain the dry, icy, shallow breaths you’re going to take at first. It does get better, though. You do get used to breathing differently, and you get used to your legs feeling a bit numb. You get used to the precipitation around your nose and mouth freezing, and your sweat freezes, too. You run for a while; probably not as long as you would if it was 60 degrees, but you want it to be worth your time. And then, when you jog back to your cave, you open the door, and you’re suddenly sweating like it’s summer time. You feel good. You’ve ignored the gushing torrents of mediocrity that impale lesser souls, and instead, you’ve attempted to forge your own path to excellence. Excellence, here, is the decision to brave the elements for the sole reason you’re not supposed to, that it is not the easy decision that brings the best results. Today, mastery is reserved for those who push beyond immediate gratification, for those who believe that what hurts now may pay dividends in the future. To run in negative weather is wrong. But your obstinate refusal to be swayed by the climate is right.