When I went out this morning to run it was damn cold, only 33 degrees! My mind was working on convincing me to say "To Hell with this!" But, I sat for a moment, thought about how I could do this, and that it was just cold. No ice, no anything to gripe about and that I needed to do this. I walked slowly to the start of my route, started to pray the Rosary as is my normal routine when I run, and then when I got to the start point.... I simply started and kept willing myself to keep going. After the first mile, the cold didn't bother me anymore and I completed my four miles. I am glad I did it.
I felt nervous about work this morning when I got up. Nothing was actually on my mind about things I needed to do. But, I was, I think, just feeling general sadness that a nice weekend was done and it was back to the old grindstone once again. But, after my run, I feel much less anxious and feel ready to try to tackle a new week. I am sitting here on the back porch, coffee and pipe in hand while the dog eats her breakfast. Then I shall go and shower, shave my neck and get dressed and head to the U.
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It is that time of year, but the first few mornings of it we feel like - What the hell is this? Sometimes I think stupid things like - I should move south ... then I realize I already did that! Good for you to make that first chilly run! Have a good week!
ReplyDeleteYou have walked or ran through a number of winters so it must not be too bad.
ReplyDelete33 degrees and you keep on running. Good for you. I always use any excuse in the world to not walk the dog--too hot, too humid, too cold, too misty, looks like rain, etc etc--but I'm always glad, and so is the dog, when we walk.
ReplyDelete33 degrees, how's the elevation?
ReplyDeletei live on a hill and it's amazing how the roads can suddenly become icy when i ride several blocks up the hill.