Too Short (In A Good Way)
It’s really freaking cold here. The temperature outside this morning was 24.1 and dropping as I pondered whether or not I was going to indeed go out for my “long run” of 6.75 miles this morning.
Don’t get me wrong. I like cold weather running. My favorite running temperature is probably 35 degrees. Once I’m out there I am toasty warm and eventually I get rid of the headband and the gloves because my blood is pumping so hard through my veins that I don’t need them anymore.
But somehow, the idea of running in 23 degree weather this morning put me off. Way off. It’s only 5 degrees. Why am I such a wimp?
I felt lazy for a few minutes, and thought maybe I’d skip working out today. I could do my long run tomorrow when it was in the thirties. So maybe i could just sit on the sofa for a few minutes this morning instead and have a second cup of coffee.
I did, I thought about it. But then I yelled at myself that this was stupid, because I hadn’t worked out at all yesterday, and after traveling this weekend, I couldn’t do another multi day slide. So I popped in my favorite workout DVD and dialed up two workouts: the hardest cardio one (which I never do because I remember it being so hard) and the strength training one (which I love).
And guess what? That hard cardio workout, the one I always skip because I remembered it was too hard?
It was over before I even knew what was happening. 20 minutes of cardio and I was just getting started, but that workout was over.
Do you know how good that felt? To realize how far I have come, that the once dreaded workout was now Too Short? Man, that’s something else.
And I will do that long run tomorrow. I will.