Instead of going to spin class last night, Ed and I decided to go for a run. My recovery plan said to run for 25 minutes, so we didn't track mileage, just ran for time, which was a nice change. We weaved in and out of all of our neighborhood streets looking at Christmas lights. The reason we decided to go running instead of to spin class is simply, Kansas. Yesterday we headed out our door to run around 5:30p in 55 degree weather. This morning it is snowing and 30 degrees. Don't get me wrong, I LOVE me some snow. In my opinion, if it's going to be stupid cold, it may as well be snowing. But the snow combined with 30-40 mph winds is just retarded, I am a Fair Weather Runner after all. So we took advantage of the last of the nice weather for the week.
Ed is training for his first 5K (we are running a New Years Day 5K) and he is doing the stress fracture recovery training plan with me, which will build him up to run the 5K. We hooked Milo to a leash and took off in the warm evening air (it's all relative). In addition to an evening run, we are working with Milo, trying to get him off the leash while running with us. For those of you who run with your dogs, you will understand this! We had him off leash for a little less than 10 minutes total and despite a few stops to sniff the park trash cans, and occasional sprint into a yard, he was perfect. We are strict believers in the "Dog Whisperer" technique, so a little "csssssh" and Milo was back on track. Ceaser Milan is a genius!!
We held a pretty even pace around 10 minute miles, but I think Ed and I both had some rocket fuel reserves waiting to kick into gear. We had quite a few bursts of speed during our run, the kind where toward the end of the burst you start to laugh like a crazy person and the neighbors still putting out luminaries turn to look at the street scared out of their minds by the running lunatics. It always makes a run more enjoyable.
Toward the end of our run I was ahead of Ed, he let Milo off the leash again so he could catch me, I ran as fast as I could for a block and a half before Milo caught up. This is the dog who, when we first brought him home from the shelter, ran eight minute miles and I couldn't keep up. He's gotten a bit more chubby and spoiled in the past two years! In fact, today he is at home watching Animal Planet with his peanut butter filled Kong and the kitties (I'm positive they have all gotten into the liquor cabinet and are making hot totties at this instant), while I have to brave the cold wind and come to work... how is this fair?
We got home out of breath, with that clean, salty, tired feeling feeling of a good hard run. It was a rush of adrenaline as it was my first burst of speed since my injury. It was also the first run since recovery where my plan didn't have me walk. This morning, as I sit here watching the snow falling, I'm quite satisfied that we decided to run last night. Although I do love to run in the snow, it would be stupid to risk another injury today. Hopefully tomorrow, when the wind dies down, I can run to the satisfying sound of soft crunching snow under my shoes....
It was 26 degrees this morning, a morning when I should be snuggled up all warm and cozy in my bed with my down comforter, my fluffy dog, and my warm Ed. Instead I dragged myself out of bed at 7:45a dropped my feet on the freezing cold wood floors, brushed my teeth, slapped on my warmest running gear and headed out the door. I was half asleep driving to the park to meet Jessica for three miles. But the instant I got out of the car my breath was taken away and I was undoubtedly awake.
We headed out and the Kansas wind wasn't shy at all this morning, at least the sun was shining and the sky was absolutely clear. For most of the run we were sheltered from the wind by the trees, but once we hit some open land I swear we almost fell over from the cold strong wind. We made it our three miles and walked less than we have since starting to run again. We hadn't seen each other in more than a week, which is much too long in my opinion, so our conversation was a good distraction to my burning lungs!
We finished up and headed straight to the bathroom to blow our runny noses. Note to self: buy travel kleenex today at Target. So our noses were bright red and runny, and our toes and fingers were freezing, but it was absolutely worth it. Plus I felt encouraged that our winter running will go well this year, since last year the cold weather combined with wind would have sent me straight to the gym treadmill. It's amazing what a little Nike cold running gear will do for a girls motivation.
I got home and proceeded to drag Ed out of bed and we went to get our morning mochas. A delightful way to start the day. Now I'm going to take a nap because I have some Christmas Tree chopping to do this afternoon!