Running Fool
I am a terrible blogger. Inconsistent at best. But I'm trying. So an update on 2010 so far... The first half of the year was consumed by running. And pretty much only running. Jason and I got a little crazy and signed up for both the Frostbite Series and Snowball Series (long of course). All of this was a ploy to keep us running throughout the winter. Jason has seemingly never had a real problem with this besides the fact that he can't feel his hands 5 seconds after he steps out the door.
Me on the other hand, well, I am pretty much terrified of cold weather. I train and race in the temperate months only. For the past 10 years or so, it is safe to say that I stop training and racing in late November or early December and I don't come out of hibernation until April. This usually does not bode well for early spring races. But this year... I got crazy. Signing up for long distance races lit a fire under my a@% ! Never one for running on a treadmill, I was religious. I headed to the hospital gym nearly ever day after work and put in the needed miles. Let me just preface that impressiveness with the fact that I DON'T DO TREADMILLS... EVER. Until this winter that is. And not only did I run on a treadmill but I actually went outside on the weekends (yeah, I wasn't going to drive to work to run on the treadmill). I was that girl running down the road in 4 long sleeve shirts and a windbreaker, often 2 pairs of pants, 2 pairs of gloves, a hat/headband, and the trusted Oakley shades (more for wind protection mind you). Jason gave me a hard time about wearing so much clothing but I figure if it got me out the door and was working for me then so what...
Anyways, the Frostbite and Snowball Series came and went and I did pretty good... especially for someone who has NEVER run all winter before.
Me on the other hand, well, I am pretty much terrified of cold weather. I train and race in the temperate months only. For the past 10 years or so, it is safe to say that I stop training and racing in late November or early December and I don't come out of hibernation until April. This usually does not bode well for early spring races. But this year... I got crazy. Signing up for long distance races lit a fire under my a@% ! Never one for running on a treadmill, I was religious. I headed to the hospital gym nearly ever day after work and put in the needed miles. Let me just preface that impressiveness with the fact that I DON'T DO TREADMILLS... EVER. Until this winter that is. And not only did I run on a treadmill but I actually went outside on the weekends (yeah, I wasn't going to drive to work to run on the treadmill). I was that girl running down the road in 4 long sleeve shirts and a windbreaker, often 2 pairs of pants, 2 pairs of gloves, a hat/headband, and the trusted Oakley shades (more for wind protection mind you). Jason gave me a hard time about wearing so much clothing but I figure if it got me out the door and was working for me then so what...
Anyways, the Frostbite and Snowball Series came and went and I did pretty good... especially for someone who has NEVER run all winter before.

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