Day 70!

Did my first cold weather run earlier. It was 8 degrees! I feel like a champ! Scratch that, I am a champ!

It was fantabulous. Here’s the run down, ha ha.

I warmed up by doing half a mile on the elliptical, and for some reason that was really hard. It took a lot of energy…maybe it's because all I had to fuel my body was mint M&Ms….teehee

Then I let Lou out of his cage, got him all psyched to go, and went to get ready myself.

I made sure to read about cold weather running safety (Did you know you are more likely to pull a muscle when its cold? I didn’t.). Anyway the gist was to dress in layers, stay visible, do finger, face and toe checks, wear sunglasses, and don’t push yourself.

While going through my closet I remembered reading somewhere that running in tights keeps you warmer, and I thought 'OH HEY! I have some support tights from when I was pregnant! How different can they be?' (I'm sure all of you seasoned athletes are guffawing at me right now, but fancy running tights don’t come in 1x, so there.) Anyway, I put on the thickest underwear I could find, the pregnancy tights, flannel jammie pants, blue stripey pants, taped my feet, put socks on, put on two bras, a long sleeve shirt, my fleece jacket, stole some mittens and a hat from my father in law, and out Lou and I went. Then we came back in because I forgot to Chapstick my lips, cheeks, and nose. Then we really set out.

It. Was. Fan. Tastic. Amazing. The fourth best experience of my life.

Lou was jumping around like a kid in a candy store, it was adorable.

The snow seemed to give me more traction. The air was crisp and clean, the sun was out ( I can see why sunglasses were recommended) the streets were pretty much abandoned, so we were free to go as we pleased. We did the first two blocks pretty fast. It was so great to be running again.

We walked a little, and did my favorite block nice and s-l-o-w. Slow enough to savor it. Like when someone eats something they love and their eyes roll in their heads and their tastebuds jump for joy and their muscles relax because they are just so happy?

Yeah like that.

Except I was a fat chick running down my favorite stretch of concrete in the middle of winter :) It was amazing. I felt like a gazelle. My steps were springy, I was having fun jumping over snow banks, and Lou was having a blast peeing every 30 feet.

So happy. It was over all too soon. And I’m positive were going out tomorrow.

Toe is doing well, still swollen and aches a bit, but no pain. (Until the Squee steps on it)