Jon and I took off all of last week from running except for Monday. I could tell I was eating worse and just lazier because I was out of the mood. Dangit.
So this morning we got back at it and went out at 5:05am for eight miles. I guess it was the coldest morning in the past 11 months- 11 degrees out with wind chill of -1 or so. So, I put on some tights and wind pants and then a spandex shirt with winter jacket and a headband. Ugh! Way too many clothes to be running in. I felt like a fat marshmellow who could barely bend their limbs and the junk food from last night didn't help at all. Then you get home with frozen hair and a red body. Oh well. I'm hoping for at least five days of running this week!
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3 comments:
That's my crazy running niece!! Keep it up, Clara, and you'll turn Jon off to running forever!!
Love,
TOOGUT
hola sra.,
bigfoot fue lindo.
you inspire! dang running in the frozen air.. I better never say its cold again!!
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