Brrrrrrr

It was 31 degrees this morning when I left home on a quick (or not so quick) 4 mile run.  The sidewalks were mostly ice and unshoveled snow.  (Apparently "unshoveled" is not a word?  Should be.)  I guess not everyone has a Superwoman wife like I do.  Anyway, I spent most of the run on the street.  The best part about running at 5:00 in the morning is that no one is on the roads to bother you.  The down side is that it is 5:00 in the morning.  I guess I could add to the down-side list that if I get hit by a car, no one will be around to witness it or get help when the driver flees the scene.  I recently heard that it is only a class-B misdemeanor to flee the scene of an accident.  Great incentive for a drunk driver to hang around and take a sobriety test.  Weird tangent.  I stayed plenty warm this morning.  I even had to unzip my pullover at about mile 2 because I was overheating a bit.  I opted for the compression shorts and the tights today.  I think it was a bit of an overkill.  Before anyone throws up from the thought of me in tights, I also wear warmup pants over the tights.  Once I get down to about 170 though, I'll be showing off those tights every chance I get.  I might even wear them to church.

Mental note, I need to add a reflective vest to my list of items to buy.  The all black attire makes me look more like a ninja than someone who is trying not to get hit by a potential scene fleeing drunk driver.  However, there are plenty of perks to being a ninja that I don't think I need to explain here.  Maybe I'll just get a flashing light or something that I can turn on and off depending on the situation.  I purposely ran 11-minute miles almost the entire way.  Purposely in the sense that I couldn't run any faster.  How in the world am I going to make it 26 freaking miles?  And don't forget the hardest .2 miles in existence.  I'm in big trouble.