There is a threshold below which I won't run outside in the cold. Anything lower than about 35 degrees, and it's just too cold for me. Maybe that makes me a wimp, but that's how I feel.
But running outside when the temperature is in the 40s and 50s is just about perfect. As long as I have mittens on my hands when it's in the 40s, I'm good. And I don't sweat so much. When I don't sweat as much, I feel like I can run farther. I feel like I run easier and faster. I don't know that it's really true, but that's how I feel.
The challenge is often that when the temperatures are that cool, night comes earlier. November through March, it's a rare day that I get home when the sun is still up. And I don't like to run after dark. It's not so much that I feel unsafe in terms of someone attacking me. I suppose that fear is in there somewhere. But it's more that I am afraid that cars won't see me. And even though I run on the sidewalk, there is always the possibility that I'll fall into the street. And so I worry about cars more than other people. Maybe that's weird, but that's how I feel.
Today I got home about 4:30. The sun didn't go down until about 5:15. So I had time for a half hour run. Which is about the norm for me. Somewhere between 2-3 miles. Far enough to feel like I've "stretched" my legs. But not so far that I hurt my knees. And that's how I feel.
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