Today was a mixed bag overall. Work sucks right now because we’re working on a big project that should take two solid weeks to complete and it has to be done in about half that time. Awesome. And by awesome, I of course mean totally crappy. So the job is sucking additional energy from me for the time being.
Running-wise, I again failed to get out the door this morning. However, not all was bad news. I went to sleep around 10:40 last night and while Annie woke me up around 12:30 after coming into my apartment and taking some cookies after returning from rehearsal in Washington, I got a good night’s sleep and woke up feeling only slightly tired, rather than the utterly exhausted feeling I usually have when I go to sleep late and try to wake up early. I’m not sure what kept me from running this morning, but it certainly wasn’t my bedtime, so that’s a very small improvement. My goal is to actually get a run in tomorrow morning. I think it will also help me feel better when I’m slaving away on this project at work.
It’s gotten colder here this week too, which might have had something to do with my return to bed this morning. Mind you, it’s not northern Midwest cold or anything, but still colder than average for Baltimore. It snowed today as well, although it only stuck to the ground and not the roads and sidewalks. Tomorrow morning promises to be pretty chilly but I need to get my Unerarmour compression shirt on and my shell from REI and my running tights and suck it up.
Yes, that’s right, I run in running tights when it’s particularly frigid. I know some men feel that tights are for women only, but I can tell you that when it’s freezing out, tights are world’s better than wind pants. They keep the heat next to your skin, repel sweat to keep you warm but still ventilated, and don’t swish annoyingly as you walk or run. Perhaps you are worried about people staring or laughing at you in your tights? Well, when you run at 5:45 AM, there are very few people out to laugh at you. And even then, they’re mostly not aware of you because, like you, they hate being up at 5:45 and are barely awake. I’ve never had someone make a smart-ass comment about my wearing tights. In fact, the only comments I’ve gotten are from Baltimore homeless crazies and I discount those because they probably think I’m a large yellow hippo coming to take their candy corn or something. Thus, running tights are not going to get you ridiculed and have far more utility than wind pants or sweat pants.
Other than that, not much else to report. The Kelly St. Patrick’s Day Shamrock 5K is coming up and I’m pretty fired up. Last year I watched from my apartment (I live 30 floors up) as people ran this race down Charles St to the Inner Harbor and was instantly jealous of their running ability and their cool green T-Shirts. I think that might have been the subconscious seed that grew into my starting to run in June of last year. I’m going to map out the race on Map My Run and post it here during my race report and will definitely have many pictures from the first race of my 2008 running season. And, after the race, Miller Lite is giving away free beer! Upside all around!
Next post will tackle my search for a reliable and tasty refuelling strategy for the upcoming half marathon. I know, contain your excitement. All good things come to those who wait.
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