Try as I might, this winter running is just not working for me.
I know it’s actually been a mild winter for northern Ohio, but gosh darn it it’s still cold. I don’t like being cold. I set out Saturday afternoon to run 5 or 6 miles as part of my training for the Rite Aid Cleveland Half-Marathon in May. I was positive. I was going to do this. It was about 39-degrees out. I thought I would be warm enough.
I thought wrong. I can’t handle it. I can’t cut the mustard. Whatever it might be called. I made it about 2.3 miles and was already frozen. And underneath the frozenness I was sweating. I was just miserable. Running is supposed to be fun. This was not fun.
Walk 4 miles in the same temperature? I can kind of handle that. But when I try running my leg muscles just bind up. After I came home I thought back on the last two winters I have been running. In 2010 I was running indoors the entire time on the treadmill (or my preference) the indoor track. I set foot outside for the season around March or April.
During winter 2011 I was overcoming an injury and didn’t really start running again until March. At that time I was running again on the treadmill or the indoor track. That same winter I ran outside two times I can remember when it was probably below 40-degrees. I managed, but didn’t really walk away wanting to come back for more.
So as I hear about other runners training and knocking out 10 to 14 miles outside in the winter like no problem, I feel a bit frustrated. Not frustrated with them, but myself. I find myself wondering why I can’t seem to do the same. We are all different runners. We each face our own challenges and triumphs. Try as I might, maybe running outside in the winter is just not my forte.
Until the next run.
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