I can hear Bethany telling me to quit whining before I even say it, but it's COLD here!! Apparently years back I hopped off I-95 a little too soon when migrating South from the arctic tundra that is the state of Vermont. Because lately it's been colder here than I bargained for. The poor palm trees are probably freezing their palm fronds off as we have woken up to another morning barely hovering at twenty degrees.
I know, I know, 20 F is a heat wave to you Northern folk, but you know this is not the local norm when the following weather statement was issued for our county: ...If venturing outside... wear several layers of clothing. Keep your head... hands and feet covered to prevent heat loss. School children should not be exposed to the cold for a prolonged period of time.
Common sense to most, yes, but in the land of year round rainbow flip flops and Jimmy Buffett, we don't know what to do with ourselves!
Really, I don't know how you Northerners do it. You'd think I would, after the 20 years I spent in the tundra, but apparently I've suppressed those cold weather memories. Because after one week of this nonsense I'm going stir crazy. The kids are going stir crazy. I promise not to complain this summer, when I have to get my long runs in at 5:00 am, when it's already 105 degrees with 99% humidity. Ahhh, my toes are thawing just thinking of it!
On a positive note, I have learned that my Sugoi Race + Recovery socks double as lower leg warmers when just lounging around the house, haha.
So, hat's off to you, cold weather runners. ( Metaphorically speaking, of course, I'm not taking anything off in this weather. ) You are MUCH stronger than I. As for me...I'm off to find another treadmill!