Total Miles: 72
My workout routines have become a bit too , well…routine. Since my last post, I have only had the chance to run outside the day before and the morning of Thanksgiving. I need to get back in the habit and tuff out the cold. Every time I do go out, I quickly realize that it isn’t as bad as it seems like it should be and wind up enjoying the cool air and quiet evenings with the trail mostly to myself. For the most part, I have been doing the gym. I have been pretty consistently going 5-6 nights a week and try to mix up what I do while there.
Tonight, I had once again convinced myself that it was too cold and windy. As I got out to my car to head for the treadmill, I realized it wasn’t too bad and since it wasn’t even dark yet I decided to give it a go. I wound up taking a new route that I have always wondered about. It started out being a great decision, crossing the river with an amazing view of downtown at dusk. Unfortunately, the further out I got, the darker and colder it became and the more I questioned whether or not this was a good idea. At some point I took a wrong turn and found myself in a questionable neighborhood. I was approached by an older woman pushing a cart. She commented that she didn’t think it was a good idea for me to be out there (what she actually said was a bit more controversial than I care to mention in a blog). I was also cruising on some dark sidewalk when some truck tire blew out just as he drove by. The driver got out, said a few choice words and sped off. To cap it off, I got home, realized I had locked myself out and had to break out a window to get into my house. Just a strange trip.
I’m glad that the gym has at least kept my conditioning that I had worked up to. Don’t know that it helped, but was able to start where I left off.
Long story short, I once again realized that running out in 30something temperatures is not a problem. If anything I feel like it helps and hope to get out a few times a week minimum.