Cold wind no longer sends shudders down my spine.

This new sensation is boldly numb like my skin is thick the way a lacquered bowling ball is hard.

The breeze tempts me to run longer, be more resilient though my legs no longer strain.

The test is purely mental.

Focus on the breath; the will.

Paces add up to nothing; it is just the lightness of air and I am taking my first breath in this

new direction.