You guys, did I mention that I hate winter?

Right after my last post, I managed one outdoors run (two miles, nothing major) and it was exhilarating and wonderful and exciting and everything I love about running that I've missed so much since winter arrived and I was telling myself, "You can handle this! It's not that cold anymore!"

And do you know what happened?

It got super cold again. And then it was warmer and things melted but I wasn't able to go running but I promised that I'd go back out the day after but then it got SUPER SUPER cold and froze over all that water and now the entire TOWN is covered in a sheet of ice.

I am so mad I could scream. I just can't run in this shit. I can't.

So I'm back inside, on a treadmill like a rat, and I hate it. It drives me nuts! It's boring! It's stuffy! It stinks in there! I get self-conscious about all of the gas I inevitably pass because I love black beans!

Anyway. Ahem.

I slacked off for about a week on the weights but I'm back at it. Honestly, I am so bundled up and dressed for comfort that I couldn't tell you whether or not it's making a difference. I haven't stepped on a scale in weeks and most I can figure is that I haven't gained anything. Nothing is too tight, nothing is too big. Everything is just right. I still hate lifting but I am convinced that it'll pay off come summer when I'm more active and in need to muscles to ... I don't know. Maybe push something. Or lift something.

This morning I ran three, 10:54-minute miles. I originally thought I was doing 11-minute, but I realized that the 5.7 setting is closer to just under 11. That pleases me. I sent Scott a text to share this good news and he replied by telling me that during his run this morning, he did four, nine-minute miles. Because he is a show-off. I am trying to convince him that he needs to come out this summer and race with me but so far he is not convinced.

In other news, I want a cookie.

Posted by Erin at 01:53 PM | filed under: Random