i have to say, i totally surprised myself by running almost every day during the holiday break. maybe it was all of the baked mac and cheese, chips, dip and whiskey that motivated me to get outside and run fast and far (both as a reward for and repentance from). perhaps it was all of the awesome new gear i got.
cold weather running requires way more accoutrements than warm weather running does. gone are the days of sunblock and running tanks. getting ready for a run in the nowadays feels like i’m preparing for a five day survival excursion out on the tundra. thick socks? check. gloves? check. wooly hat that looks like a tea-cozy? check. long insulated pants with reflective thingies on them? check. skin tight, moisture-wicking base layer top? check. windbreaker? check. chapstick? snot rag? check!
lately i’ve been running in brooks running shoes. both the glycerins and the pureconnects have been oh-so-supportive of my forefoot striking on the cold hard pavement of brooklyn and on the squishy trails of beacon.
so yeah, todd, nolan and i spent half of the holiday break in brooklyn and the other half upstate in pine bush. while up there, todd and i worked remotely during the day, noshed on delicious home-cooked meals by night, and inserted a bunch of chilly five-mile runs in between.
this is one of our favorite local five-mile routes. it has a combination of picturesque rolling hills winding through farmland and about a mile of flat road where at any moment you could get clipped by a semi going 60 mph. i love a challenge!
in brooklyn, you have to slalom around uncurbed dog poop and errant trash, but in pine bush you get to dodge a rotting roadside deer carcass and a flattened cat in a ditch! who said the rural life was boring?
we wrapped up our time upstate with one last run up in beacon. as beautiful as this picture is, it was probably the worst and weirdest run of the week. let’s just say i drank too much water before we left the house–a grim realization i made while we pulled into the parking lot. there are no public restrooms on the riverfront of beacon. the only restroom i know of is located in the boathouse by the docks. the restroom is located at the top of the stairs outside of the building and is usually locked by a padlock. i was relieved to see that the padlock wasn’t there, but when i went to open it, it wouldn’t budge. i figured i didn’t try hard enough the first time, so i yanked on the door again. turns out it was locked from the inside because the next thing i knew, the door knob rattled on its own and a gurgling voice behind the door yelled “GO AWAY!” my legs went weak with terror. i clumsily trampled back down the stairs to todd, unaware of what was happening because he had already put in his headphones. confused by my frantic gestures, he followed me as i scurried away from the boathouse. i’m laughing now about it, but i really did get quite a scare. what the heck was in that bathroom?!? i’ll never know. probably a good thing.
since coming back from upstate, i’ve been busy with work. january is a very intense time for the fitness industry, so it’s been difficult keeping up with the miles. only 30 miles run so far this month. i can’t be too hard on myself. i was just thinking this morning about how far i’ve come, and how much has changed in the last two years. i went from nothing to something great within a short period of time, really. can’t wait to see what the next two years will bring! but for now? i’m in a good place. just need to keep moving is all. and i will.