Fade Into White

“I want to hold the hand inside you
I want to take a breath that’s true
I look to you and I see nothing
I look to you to see the truth
You live your life
You go in shadows
You’ll come apart and you’ll go black
Some kind of night into your darkness
Colors your eyes with what’s not there.”
- Mazzy Star, “Fade Into You”

It’s Wednesday. Today was my day off from the hospital. When I awoke this morning, there was a mini-blizzard occurring outside my window. The snowflakes were coming down like dogs and dogs.

For just a moment, I thought to myself, “only a crazy person would go running right now through the snow.” And then I remembered, I am a crazy person.

I slipped into my shorts and running gear and made my way out into the blizzard.

It was awesome.

I did my standard “two bridge” run into Manhattan and back. The snow never stopped coming down. By the time I got home, two hours later, my clothes were sheets of white ice and my skin was a lovely shade of red.

My favorite part of the run was coming back over the Manhattan Bridge and looking over at the Brooklyn Bridge (which I had just run over less than 20 minutes prior). Normally, you can see the Brooklyn Bridge very clearly. But today, it was almost completely whited out by the snow.

Awesome.

When I got home, I took a bath, cleaned my apartment, got a manny peddy, did laundry, and caught up on my emails.

When I sat down to blog just now, the song “Fade Into You” by Mazzy Star came on my iTunes radio. I remember listening to this song many, many moons ago as a teenager during a winter storm.

Funny how things change, but never change.

It’s calling for even MORE snow tonight. Should make for an interesting walk to the hospital tomorrow.

Fade into white.

Photo: Taken by my awesome medical student. He knows that I have a “photo a day” project, and he emailed this to me today from the hospital.

  • http://www.mezzomedical.blogspot.com EG

    There’s something pleasantly isolating about running in bad weather – like it’s just you and the world. Some of my favorite runs were the ones where I would come back inside, my cheeks burning, with numb frozen legs and my hair in stiff clumps.

  • Dr. Psychobabble

    Soooo true. Don’t know what it is, but somehow running in crappy weather just brings me to my knees. And sometimes, literally. ;)