Time: 25 mins
Distance: 1.92 miles, according to mapmyrun.com
Ascent: +200 feet (guess who found the elevation tool on mapmyrun.com?)
Descent: -213 feet
Number of layers on upper body: 4, plus hat and gloves
Number of times stopped for Sam to sniff in expectation: 3
Temperature (in F) outside, according to the weather channel: 28
Temperature (in F) outside, with the wind chill, according to the weather channel: 17
I must be crazy. That's what I was thinking as I put on my running clothes this morning. I double-checked the weather, just to be sure that it really is THAT COLD. Now I don't swear by the weather channel, especially when it comes to things like predicting rain in south Louisiana. But when they say it feels like 17 in the sunshine, they are NOT kidding. My nose can tell the difference and my nose says it's really freakin cold. Or, as a college friend of mine used to say, "ASS cold, and windy."
But it's a beautiful time of year. The leaves have turned and are making these lovely piles along the road, perfect for kicking and jumping in (or sniffing like mad, if you're Sam the dog), and even though it's not Thanksgiving for another week, the cab drivers in NYC have already tuned their radios to the all-Christmas music station and Macy's has decorated their windows. And soon, my pecans will be here and I'll be up to my elbows in Karo syrup making pie and eyeballing the candy thermometer for pralines.
1. my southern birthright
2. my dog's nonverbal communication skills that say, "Are you sure you really want to keep going? Because we can stop at any time."
3. church choir - because I love singing Christmas music
4. Thirsty Thursdays, following church choir
5. the feeling of a hot shower after a run in the cold
One week till Team Turkey!
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