Running Chick

Well, I did it. And I didn't freeze to death. Came pretty close, though. It was seriously cold out there. My fingers were fine, but I couldn't feel my toes until the second mile. It's a strange feeling, not being able to feel your toes when you run. Very strange indeed. Fortunately, I managed to avoid most of the wind nastiness by running with my back to the wind (my butt, however, was frozen) but the last 2 miles was into the wind. Holy, HOLY crap, it was cold. I'm talking burn-your-lungs-and-freeze-your-nostrils-together-and-want-to-keep-your-eyes-closed cold. A friend of mine suggested wearing my face mask, and I even dug it out of my ski bag, but then I forgot it at home. Doh. Well, anyway, my run ended at the BP station and I had the foresight to bring a few bucks with me so I was able to treat myself to a gas station hot chocolate while I waited for Josh to come and collect me. Usually I find them completely disgusting, but this one tasted soooo good. Ha. Totals for the week: 14.02 miles @ 11:03 I was originally planning on hitting 17 miles week, but my right hamstring was squawking a little bit after my Wednesday run so I decided not to run. It was okay today, so I made the right decision. Next week I'll have 18 miles for the week with a long run of eight. I hope it's warmer!

Seven miles on the schedule tomorrow. Forecast: 15 to 20 mph winds and -15 degree wind chills I'm going to expect epic levels of suckage. You should expect epic levels of bitching.