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It's pouring rain but I wanted to go on a long run and I am pretty sure I will go. The forest trails perhaps will be better than the open road, less wind, less rain directly falling on me! I have forgotten what it's like when it doesn't rain!!
Let's see in another way: it's an excuse to wear wool. :D
I wish I had my Christmas gift - a Nathan "fuel belt" - but I specifically insisted on leaving it wrapped until the 25th. Silly me!
Hope you guys are getting some really blue skies!!
Nice day if a little humid, a little bit of wind to blow the red tide out to sea. Got to run on the beach today for the first time this winter. My breathing was still a little tight and it took a LONG time for my HR to come back down afterward, but I think that's as much not being acclimated to the temperature as anything.
I did my intervals a little differently today, 1:00 at a hard pace but not quite all-out, 1:30 walking to bring my heart rate down to 150 or so before the next interval. Five repeats plus warmup and return run, 4.44.
I ran to chase the mail truck, hand over the holiday cards before it's too late, I think this is my first sprint for this winter.
I don't like treadmills, I feel like I am a hamster on the wheel... pretending I am going somewhere. Only use them in the hotel when I am travling.
Happy holiday everyone!!
[QUOTE=KnottedYet;272007]I ran to the bus (about 4 blocks), does that count?
I can really pick 'em. After Thursday's run in thundersnow and hail, I skied three days and then decided to run yesterday. I was too lazy to get out early, and kept putting it off. I knew a storm was coming, but I figured as long as the radar was showing the blob on the west side of the lake, I still had at least an hour.
So I checked the radar one last time, got my act together, and got on the trail. Nice packed snow but oddly very warm out. I ended up running in a tank top...for a while, anyway.
And then it seemed that the wall-o-snow was approaching quite quickly. The 40 mph gusts with blowing snow started. By this time the long sleeved shirt was back on, along with a hat and gloves. I was literally getting blown across the surface of the ground like a moonwalker. It was quite invigorating. I also had to crouch down and run like a burglar a few time to keep from getting blown over. :p
But I got back to the car before it became a complete whiteout. Once again, I had to cut the run short (dammmmmit! :mad: ), but at least it was more than 2 miles this time. I'm still amazed at how fast storms scoot across the Great Salt Lake!