Saturday, November 30, 2013
We ran in the local turkey trot 8k on Thursday. It was it would seem, the coldest Thanksgiving in 70,000 years.
either that or that's when Hanukah and Thanksgiving will be at the same time
At any rate it was COLD out there.
I changed my mind about what to wear about a dozen times. I got a LOOK when I walked out of the bedroom in a ski jacket - oh FINE. The thing is, it's not the actual run that is the problem, it's the hanging around half an hour before the race starts that is the problem. By the time we actually started running my toes were numb and I was a little afraid of tripping. Worse tripping and being trampled.
This is the biggest race we run all year. We've learned to run it together if we want to actually see each other ever again. Most races, even really big ones I can eventually find a little pocket of space. This one, not so much. The entire race was crowded. Its ok, not like this is a "race" as much as it is a tradition.
and the medal is actually pretty cool, better than some of the half marathon medals I've gotten
Well yesterday I was off work and my husband was...not. I decided that it would be a good time to try out a spinning class. I hung in there, it was tough but I am going to add that into the mix while its too cold to be outside on the bike.
The thing is though, I thought that for the purposes of spring triathlons I would head to the track afterward for a few laps. I went a whole whopping half a mile before I bailed. I'm pretty sure the people in the strength and conditioning class going on below the track were impressed.
but hey it beat fighting crowds at the mall