“There will be days when I don’t know if I can run a marathon.
There will be a lifetime knowing that I have.”
Damn, it’s cold. And it isn’t even winter yet! Seriously. I don’t start complaining like this until at least January, after we’ve already suffered a month of this crap. But we aren’t even out of November. Even by Minnesota standards…it’s cold.
It is hard to believe we’ve been through a week of this hell. It seems like a lifetime already. The four letter profanities are spewing from my husband’s mouth like a busted garden hose in early spring. He’s just beside himself. Well, so am I. But I don’t shout expletives…nor do I openly profess my disdain, except for, perhaps on my blog.
Getting out there has been challenging. I have to will it to happen. Plus, it takes an additional 30 minutes just to dress for the weather. So far, I have been pretty good at guessing what to wear. My tolerance hasn’t built up yet for the season, so an extra layer has made the difference. Plus, the new battery operated heated gloves have kept my Raynaud’s in check. I’m not quite sure if they are also the reason for my amazing ability to get out there and get the runs done, or if has anything to do with being fat adapted.
I can say that there appears to be a change from within. My body heat does seem better regulated this season. But because of it, I’m finding it hard to keep pace in the colder temperatures. I’m almost getting too warm and sweaty under the layers and it is slowing me down. I think I’ll have to take it down a notch and see if it is the fat adaption that is making me this way or if I’m over dressing.
They are promising a warmer weekend ahead. But already, the damage has been done. Winter is here, 80 days early, and we must accept it.
A Week of Running
Sunday: I chose to stay indoors a few days, but for the most part, I got out there.
Monday and Tuesday: The morning of the 10th was my surgery. I’ll spare you the gory details, but the good news is that it is gone…and it wasn’t cancerous! Rejoice! I slept a good chunk of Monday and then after a round of P90X on Tuesday, opted to forgo the run.
Wednesday: Wednesday, however, I was devilishly itchy to get out there.
And did things look different out there. Seems like we were in for a blow.
Thursday: The next day, temperatures bottomed out, and the wind picked up. I opted to stay inside. I wanted to catch up on The Biggest Loser while I ran, but Hulu Plus said my subscription had run out. I was too lazy to run upstairs and sign up again, so I looked for something else to tune up on the Apple TV. I stopped at a show called Heavy…which may as well be the same thing. Those shows fascinate me…and keep me occupied…and remind me why I run.
Friday: I was determined to get back outside. The sun was shining, and the wind diminished. May as well go for it (much to the dismay of my husband…who thinks I’m nuts).
Saturday: “Long run” day, and despite the fact that I got a late start, I got the miles in. It wasn’t easy. Half way through the snow started flying and visibility got tough…and the roads were quickly getting a blanket of the white stuff. Had to pick up the pace a little to get it done. I couldn’t help but revel in the color of my #neon Newtons in the white snow. Oh, and my hydration froze.
Sunday: I don’t really know why I ran Sunday. Oh yeah, now I remember…church, prayers, stress, cows…not necessarily in that order. It was close to noon by the time I even got out there. I was hoping the overnight snow would have time to melt (blow) off the pavement. It wasn’t too bad, but it wasn’t too good, either.
Monday: After P90X, I stayed inside and huffed it out on the treadmill…
Tuesday: “Long run” day was awful. It was brutal into the wind. I actually turned around to quit a half mile in, and realized that it wasn’t half as bad in the opposite direction. So, I kept going…I ran passed my parked vehicle, then turned back around into the wind…suffered for about 4 miles or so, and got relief in the other direction. I opted for more torture at the turn around again and did one more 2 miler into the wind before turning back. My Runmeter stopped because my iPhone got SO COLD, it shut down! I had to warm it back up so I could restart that and my podcast. At this point, I was dreading the decision to do the extra miles. But…alas, it was over before I knew it.
And here we are – midweek again. Since I’m a meteorologist, I can actually forecast the future. Sometimes I forget I have that power.
After two days of relative warmth this weekend, we plunge back into the frigidity of the Polar Vortex.
Good news? We’ll miss much of it since we’ll be in Kansas. Bad news? Kansas should be a veritable wind machine. I’m not sure where running will be worse.
Yep, winter is here. There is no denying it. Wish it weren’t so. For now, I’ll do what I can with what I’ve got, and look ahead to next year and the next running season. I still need to find that spring marathon and pray that I make it into Chicago in October.
I wish all of you American’s and those who celebrate it…a very happy Thanksgiving…and start to the holiday season. May your homes be filled with love, friends, and family.
Will you be running a Turkey Trot this year? Where and when and how far?
October was such a whirlwind of running. Three races, and three PR’s. At the end of it all, I had to sweat the small stuff. It was obvious I needed to take a break. I had made the decision to add the Zero Runner back into the rotation just to relieve my muscles, joints, and bones from the pavement pounding I had put them through in the past three weeks. And I fully expected to carry out this plan, that is, until, I signed up for another running challenge on Facebook. Clearly, I can’t help myself.
It’s all the rage, especially in Silicon Valley! Have you heard? They are fluffing up their daily dose of caffeine with heart healthy fats. Gone are the days of the regular New York deli coffee. (I worked at a deli on Long Island in my youth. A regular coffee was a coffee with 2 splashes of cream and 2 heaping spoons of sugar. We sold so many, we’d pre-fill the cups with the add ons and stack them for faster service.)
The benefits of Bulletproof Coffee are eye-opening. Literally! It can force the metabolism into Ketosis. This means, it allows the body to burn fat effectively, thereby triggering weight loss. The added fat in the java curbs cravings for carbs and satiates the appetite. And if that weren’t enough, it boosts brain function, making you much more mentally alert than just a simple cuppa black coffee.
(Note: I’ve abbreviated Fat Adapting in a Carb Loading World to FACLW. This will help you find the series and the recipes on the blog. Just search the acronym.)
So, we’ve discussed feeding the family. This unto itself can be a challenge. But if you are as determined as I am to make this lifestyle change for everyone living under your roof, then the kids are a challenge amongst themselves.
Let’s talk school lunches. They’ve always concerned me. And now with the government getting involved, they’ve become a real thorn in my side.
This year, I made the decision that my children would not be allowed to purchase a school lunch. This would make for extra frustration for me, I know. My husband, who does mean well and will occasionally offer up a solution to my sometimes illogical ideals, suggested bringing them to the supermarket everyday after school where they could pick out a lunch for the following day. But, give a kid an inch…
It’s easier than you think to become low carb/high fat. No, really, it is. If you eat clean, you are half way there. Why? Because nature takes care of all that it creates naturally. All fruits and veggies contain the proper nutrient ratio. It’s true that some are better than others, especially when it comes to sugar content. But it doesn’t mean you can’t have that fruit or veggie. It just means you have to be careful on how much of it you eat. It can also depend on when you eat it!
Take the banana, for instance. Runners love bananas. And for good reason. They are full of everything good. But they are also full of natural sugar.