A few short months ago, I would have done almost anything to get on the treadmill. I just wanted to move.
Now? Well, now I'm terribly bored with running on the treadmill. Funny how I think I could walk for days on the treadmill, but running is a different beast.
But lately the temperatures just haven't been cooperating to running outside. I will do cold. But when the weather warnings are saying frostbite can occur to exposed skin within 15 minutes, well I re-think my relationship with my treadmill.
But today - I just needed
some fresh air - even if it did feel like -6. I had hoped to get in 4 miles, but it took me 10 minutes to get dressed in all of my layers. Factor in that I'm sore, my hamstring wasn't 100% happy, and the road was a little slick in spot, my pace was super slow.
I needed time to get myself mentally prepared for the day. I took time to pray for my Aunt (who is battling cancer), my son, my marriage, my family, and the list goes on an on. I soon forgot the cold and got lost in the beauty around me.
I did however for the first time get ice on my eyelashes while running - I felt like one tough running machine.
But as I was out there getting 'that girl is crazy' looks from passing cars, I couldn't help but think how invigorating the cold can be - and how rewarding challenging yourself can be.
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