I have been able to stay true to my training plan and have run through it all. Other than the daily battle of nailing down the perfect clothing combination I have enjoyed myself. A run or bike ride six days a week this time a year is quite an accomplishment for this guy. For the first time I am not flipping through the calender longing for the warmer months of the year to get out side. I admit however that I am looking forward to spring.
Recently Mother Nature returned tossing us a sample of the yo-yo weather we had been missing, confusing everyone.
- Late Friday night the wind howled, trees and power lines fell and in the morning the thermometer read 54 degrees: I ran in shorts for the first time in months it was so exciting I felt strong, free and fast. No gloves, hat, gators or jacket. it was wonderful.
- That afternoon the wind picked up again, they were calling for snow the temperature plummeted over night and in the morning the thermometer read 9 degrees: It hadn't snowed but I had to wear everything I had on a 10 mile run even stopped home at mile 4 to change gloves, my hands were numb. It was a brilliant blue day without a cloud in the sky as the sun slowly warmed things up.
- That night it snowed, sneaking in while everyone slept laying a clean white eight inch blanket over everything, that morning it was 27degrees: A heat wave. I was up early, dressed, pulled my gators over my shoes and got 8 miles in before the plows got out. First tracks!