I did it..I braved the cold and went out for a run yesterday.
Okay, so it wasn't the 36 degrees it was when I took the kids to school earlier in the morning, but it was chilly. Actually, no it wasn't even chilly. When I started out I thought, "Ooh..I may not need my sweat jacket." About 3/4 of the way in I finally took it off and tied it around my waist.
It was lovely. A little cloudy, cool, but not freezing.
The run was a little rough for me. I took it easy and ran three miles, trying not to push myself to hard.
I felt slow, which I think was due mostly in part to a lack of proper hydration. From the little running experience I have, and the little I've learned by reading and talking to people, water makes a huge difference in running. If you're not hydrated well and then you push yourself to sweat like that...not good.
Anyway, rough or not it felt so good to be outside and to come home having finished [almost] 3 miles.
It also felt good to wave to a few runners and walkers around my neighborhood. I love being sociable with my neighbors. I also love being one of "those people"you see getting their exercise in.
Is that vain? I hope not. I don't mean it to be. I just don't think I'll ever tire of remembering where I've come from and feeling so blessed to have changed with regards to my health.
Weather permitting, I'm looking forward to another run on Friday. :)
Note: Please excuse the photo background..it was laundry day and my only full length mirror happens to be in my room, where I sort laundry. lol