A Good, Cold Run.

I wore three layers, a hat and gloves, but I still felt a deep chill on my morning run today. My hands froze during the 30-something degree run, so much so that, after the run, I struggled with the zipper to get into the pocket of my outer layer that held my car key. I fumbled with getting the key into the car door, and I had to use two hands to turn the key in the ignition. Then at the gas station, I had a hard time punching in my zip code and selecting my fuel type. It was just darn cold.

But I ran, and I enjoyed it. 

I almost didn’t run because I was up far later than I intended last night. I had gone to play tennis with my friends Ilene and Jennifer. After tennis, we decided to have dinner, so it was nearly 11 before I got home. Then I had to feed the children and pack my gym bag. I wanted to finish a blog post and send a couple of emails. By the time I was ready to sleep, it was well after 1 in the morning. I slept well, but not nearly enough. When my alarm went off at 5:10, I wanted desperately to ignore it and fall back asleep.

But I got up and ran, and I enjoyed it.

I did an 8.5 mile run, partly with friends and partly alone. I love my runs with friends, but I’m getting to the point where I no longer dread the solo portions of my runs. This morning, I had over four miles alone. I thought about the pain in my hands from the cold, the throbbing of my head from my lack of sleep, and my current state of mind. Had I focused on my hands and head, I would have cut my run short and headed for the nearest hot shower and warm cup of coffee. Instead, I spent most of the time thinking about how lucky I am to be healthy and able to run, to have a rich community of friends, many of whom have been in my life for over a decade, and to be able to look back at the last couple of challenging years with gratitude, knowing that everything that happened led me to where I am right now.

So I ran, and I enjoyed it.

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