Funny that I had to consider whether or not to put off my run for a bit today to get a quick charge on the MP3. I don't run without it. I may not always be paying attention to what is playing, but it is there, it is comfort. But, with the early departure of daylight that comes with winter, I could not delay. Without the tunes, I had the great (mis)fortune of listening to my random thoughts. My first thought as I ran about a mile on Warmspring for a while was, "I bet the people going by me at 70 mph think I am flat out crazy". I know I used to wonder what would ever be so daggone important for someone to run out in the cold. I mean, seriously, hit a treadmill or just relax, but do it inside! I even made declarations to some friends last year as I began my love/hate relationship with running that I would NEVER feel so inclined to run outside below 50 degrees. So I felt good, because even if they thought I was crazy, I knew I wasn't! Hal Higdon (marathon training guru) wants me to run 6 miles today, so I will! And since the treadmill hurts me more than the pavement, I will do it outside...in my tights. I mean, perhaps Hal may be crazy, but I am not! Haha world, take that! tomorrow is supposed to be colder with more wind, and instead of doing 6, Hal wants me to do 13...so I will be there. Honk when you see me, and know that I am not crazy...yet!
