The thermometer declared a temperature of 11.5. The wind chill was near zero. The “real feel” temp was “pretty damned cold.”
Only a fool would go out running in this weather. Fortunately, I fit into that category all too easily.
So I bundled up. I wore heavy under armour sweatpants over compression shorts. A warm tech shirt underneath a fleece jacket. A balaclava to protect my face and a hat over top of that to keep my ears warm. Two pairs of gloves.
I could barely move. I felt like the Michelin Tire Man.
My family (friends, neighbors, acquaintances, strangers on the street, dogs, cats and squirrels among others) make fun of my spandex running equipment. But for comfort and speed, you can’t beat Lycra.
Seriously, can you picture Spiderman webbing his way through the city wearing a hooded parka, baggy sweatpants and ski boots on his feet? It just ain’t right.
But off I went, or rather rolled, depending on how you look at it.
My Ipod started playing the Phantom of the Opera theme, which seemed oddly appropriate with the mask covering my face. I was the Phantom of the Running Trail. I felt like one of those people wearing the padded costumes that look like sumo wrestlers between innings at the ball park.
But Phantom of the Opera finished and The Heat is On started playing. How ironic. This was followed by Walking on Sunshine. The Music Gods were having a grand old time today!
I was able to manage six miles, but I can’t say it was a pleasant experience. Better than the Dreadmill! But far from being one of my favorite runs. My glasses kept fogging up. I think I should go out and buy some anti-fog product for future use, but this is only like the second time in five years that I’ve had any fogging issues, so it’s probably not a cost effective use of my money. I’m also glad I didn’t have LASIK–my corneal flaps would have surely frozen and fallen off my eyes! And yes, before you laugh, it is possible, though highly unlikely, to freeze your cornea!
I actually wasn’t cold at all, and in fact, I think I over dressed. The fogging was an annoyance, but nothing I couldn’t live with. Barring a heat wave, I’ll probably go back out this weekend. Nature won’t defeat me!