I’ve signed up for a run in a neighboring city–the Gobble Hobble. I’m excited about participating.
What I am NOT excited about is the weather forecast for Saturday:
Biting cold (45 is the HIGH) and rain. Neither of these are conditions I function well in. I don’t do well in temps below 50 degrees–I get hives all over. And that’s no joke. The last fun run I did where the temp dipped below 50, I broke out in hives that took nearly an hour to disappear. And the last time I sat out in weather that was cold and rainy, my feet and fingers were numb for a good hour afterward. Not something I care to relive.
The fact that it will also be raining makes this suck twice as much. So I’ve made the executive decision to sit this one out, even though I’ve paid for my registration and all that jazz. At least part of that money goes to a worthy charity that serves the community so I don’t feel bad about sitting it out.
Here is what I’m planning to do instead.
Instead of running my ass off in the cold and wet yuck of late Fall, I’ll get up at the same time I would have gotten up for the race (ugly o’clock) and go to the gym, where I’ll hit the treadmill instead and do double the mileage of the fun run. As much as I want to participate in this run (and I assure you, I really do), being in that weather is no good for me, my extremities, and my skin. I already have trouble regulating my temp as it is, and hives on top of that? No thanks. I’m not such a hardcore runner that I’m willing to be out in the elements to finish a 1-miler. But I’ll do it at the gym, where it’s heated and dry.
There will be other opportunities to fun run, and eventually work up to a real race. The icy cold is not that for me. I am looking ahead to the spring, when the weather is much more hospitable and manageable.
Today’s eating was okay. I got in 90 grams of protein today, 41 carbs and 42 grams of fat. I ate a tiny bit of cake at my Rotary club meeting tonight, but only after I’d eaten my shrimp for dinner and a couple of bites of veggies. The cake was the first I’d eaten in nearly 6 months, and it was overly sweet. Two small bites were plenty. Not something I’m going to make a habit. I told you guys I wasn’t perfect.