Pre-workout breakfast: Peanut butter and jelly
Workout: Ran 4.71 miles; average pace, 8:54.
I was watching the Rockefeller Center tree lighting last night, irritated that “The Biggest Loser” was delayed an hour so I could have Annie Lennox scare the Christmas out of me, when I realized I needed to laundry. The running tights, worn twice, were in the laundry basket. The Brooks Nightlife half-zip – in there, too. Along with two of my (three) sports bras, two (of three) long-sleeve compression shirts and some socks.
Although I contemplated skipping a run and going naked, I peeled myself away from the flat-screen, stumbled over Denali and walked the five feet to the washer (it’s in the hall closet). I opened the top and, lo and behold, Mark had already started the load. Hot damn! I have a great husband. I threw everything in the dryer and went back to my spot to catch a Filipino girl sing the only English she knows - “Jingle Bell Rock.”
I lucked out - for sure – but I couldn’t help but wonder whether it’s time for some more winter running gear. It didn’t make sense last year as we didn’t know whether the running would “stick” but I’m out there still. In the “sun doesn’t rise till 7:45” dark. In the snow. In the “it feels like 16 degrees” wind chill.
(God, I’m such a whiner. Feel free to come to Indiana and smack me. Then run with me and Denali. We’re lots of fun, I promise!)
If Santa reads my blog, or you need to make a winter running wish list, here’s some ideas:
From left, Wigwam socks to keep my ankles warm; Moving Comfort No Chill pants to wear over the Brooks tights.
And wouldn’t I look fantastic in this: