Did not mind the getting drenched in rain part much. But the dirt roads were totally wet and was not kicking back at all. It was like running on the beach. Speed was much slower and muscles are very sore 🙁

5 miles (8K) run by myself in the afternoon. Somehow, I got exhausted. It was almost like I was running in temperatures 40 degrees higher than I am used to. Wait a minute…. That was true today …. 🙂

Thumbed our four small Bengali noses at the mighty cross that we, as a community, have to bear – “Thanda legey jaabey” (“thou shalt catch a cold”) and ran a 5K run at 5:45 AM in bone chilling cold weather. Before my Minnesota friends start yawning, let me assure you that -2F (that would be -19C for the rest of the civilized world that has figured out how to talk metric) with windchill is way too cold for us in Georgia. There is a reason we used to call this place Hotlanta!!

Amitesh, who usually never shows up, showed up, as his wont, to run on the coldest day. It is like he is on an anti-hibernating cycle 🙂 Arup made an unannounced appearance too. The ever dependable Sanjib was there to round up the team of four crazy guys.

Hot cup of coffee never tasted this good before!!!

Nobody other than Sanjib showed up for our run. I came dangerously close to be the only fool out there 🙂

Fortunately for the others, it was not as cold as it was predicted. Unfortunately for us, it was even colder !! 19 degrees F, 9 with windchill!
(I am shaking too hard to use the calculator on my phone to convert to Centigrade right now) 🙂

We two took advantage of the near desolate trails and instead of our usual 5K, put in a 8K run.

For the curious, the relentless wind in the severe cold weather did not beat me black and blue. I was dressed up that way for the run 🙂 As my dear friends from South India would have said “What to do? We are like that only” 🙂