We’re in the middle of a freezing cold streak here in Jersey. That, on top of having absolutely nothing to train for, has left me pretty uninspired when it comes to running. Waking up at 6:30 and seeing that it’s 20 degrees out is pretty unappealing. This weekend, I’ll be out in PA, where it will be even COLDER. I was hoping I’d be able to get a trail run in, but I don’t think it’ll happen if the temperature doesn’t break 20.
I was getting back into a decent rhythm last week, but this chill really has me bummed. Winter definitely doesn’t want to leave going unnoticed this year. It’s been pretty mild this year, other than that whole record breaking blizzard thing, and I’ve been getting out there more than I usually do over the Winter. I’m kind of a wuss, so getting me out in the cold is tough. And even when I do get out there, I can usually only stand 3-4 miles.
Winter is definitely the toughest time of the year for me when it comes to running. It’s dark earlier, gets light out later, I’m less motivated, and it’s COLD. I also have less energy than normal, probably because I’m not out in the sun and all I want to do it crawl into a ball under a blanket.
But I try to remember what it feels like once I get outside and start. The chill is really refreshing, and I always feel more accomplished after a cold morning run than after any other type of run. It’s really a beautiful time of year for running. The air feels fresh and clean, and there are way less people out and about.
When I wake up at 6:30 and it’s warm under the covers and I’m comfy in bed, I remember how I feel after a brisk morning run and that’s motivation enough to get myself out of bed–well–about 1/3 of the time, anyway!