After getting dressed for my cold run this evening, my older son asked me if I was going for a short run or a long one. I said, “I hope it’s going to be a long run. Maybe even my longest ever.”
Sure enough, I beat my previous long run (the Thanksgiving Day 10K) by about a half mile. 6.9 miles tonight, and I felt great.
Actually, I felt great except for my hands. I grabbed the wrong pair of gloves and the ones I put on weren’t up for the 30 degree test. By the end of the run, my legs and lungs felt fine, but I couldn’t feel my fingers at all.
Funny story. As I said, it was very cold this evening, so I wore running tights to keep my legs warm. When I came downstairs to head out for the run, my younger boy said, “You look funny.”