So when it comes to some things I can be pretty crazy (or stubborn, however you want to put it). I have found that running and my training is one of these things and I think I proved this point fairly well today. I got in my ten miles today however it was fairly cold…it was around 12° I believe with a wind chill of -6°. Yes, that is a negative wind chill. Needless to say I was pretty cold most of the time. There were a few times that I was running toward the sun and the wind was at my side so I felt fairly warm then but would have to turn down another street and was cold again.
I started to see just how cold it was right as I hit seven miles when I noticed my ponytail was not moving like it usually does while I run. I reached back expecting to pull it out of my head band or something else it may have been caught in and realized it felt a little weird. I pulled it around to look at it and noticed that the end of my ponytail was indeed frozen.
My ponytail after I finished 10 miles in the cold.
Around this time is when I also started to notice I wasn’t able to get as much water out of my water bottles as I usually do. I shook them a little and realized they were also starting to freeze. For about the last two miles I wasn’t able to get any water out of the water bottles. There was still some water in them so I could have opened them up to take a drink but figured if I did that it would end up all over me so I just stuck it out. Luckily I wasn’t too dehydrated at this point. I knew there was a chance the water could freeze during the run but figured it would be moving quite a bit and be close enough to my body that it wouldn’t be an issue. Guess I was wrong on that one.
Well, I survived and learned a few things for running in the extreme cold for the future. Now I plan to enjoy the rest of my weekend being lazy and warm. 🙂 Enjoy the rest of your day! Stay warm!
Some of you know that I have three huskies: Chico, Zoe and Phoenix. (Yes, I know I am crazy)
Phoenix, Zoe and Chico
Well, this morning the youngest, Phoenix, decided to wake me up at 5:30am. I was hoping to sleep until around 7am then head out for my 9 mile run around 8am but guess he thought I needed to be up. After I let out the dogs and had my breakfast I looked at the radar and saw that rain was coming and I probably needed to head out as soon as possible to get all 9 miles in before the rain came. I don’t mind running in the rain when it like 75 degrees out but not a fan of running in the rain when it’s in the mid 30s.
So I headed out around 7am for my run and it seemed like Mother Nature was determined to toy with me. Around the 2 mile mark it started to sprinkle. It was very light so of course I kept going but started thinking I might not get all 9 miles in before I am soaked and freezing. Around the 4 mile mark the rain picked up but it was more of little pieces of hail than rain which helped me stay dry but stung a little when it hit my face. Around mile 7 it started turning over to normal rain but I was determined that I had only two miles left so I would run it cold and wet if I needed to. Then it let up and the last mile or two was dry. It felt great and I actually felt like I could have ran a half marathon the run went so well but definitely didn’t want to over do it.
And of course if I had started running around 8am I wouldn’t have probably ended up soaked because it started raining more I think around 9am. So my annoyance with a little red husky for waking me up early has now turned to thankfulness. (Well, kind of) So the question is can Phoenix predict the weather…or did he just really need to go the bathroom? I am thinking its the latter but would be quite handy for my running if he could.