It’s a cold one today.
Really sunny. But freezing.
I woke up at 5:30 with the intention to run. I checked the weather on my phone before getting out of bed: 16 degrees it said. “It’s cold out,” I said to ABS. “So don’t run,” he said.
Sometimes he doesn’t understand me at all.
I wasn’t complaining. Just observing. I got out of bed and turned on the lights before I had time to change my mind. I stretched and crunched while watching the news, per usual.
So it’s a little cold? Big deal. That’s what layers are for.
Notice in my hand I’m holding pink fuzzy gloves. I don’t have real “professional” fancy running gloves, but these ones — a Christmas gift from my mom last year — do the trick. Plus, they matched my outfit.
Who says you can’t be tough in pink?
My eyes are squinty.
Once I stepped outside, I did get slapped by the wind. It stung. But I felt fine, honestly. Aside from a few stomach issues — I’ll spare you the details of how wretched I felt during mile 5 — the run was awesome. The sunrise in Central Park was stunning (sorry, no photos, because that would have required me to remove my gloves) and there were plenty of people out despite the brutal temperature. I ran 6.4 miles at a comfortable pace.
Once I got back to my apartment I took my time thawing out before jumping right in the shower. Someone (ABS) once told me that if your skin is really cold and you get right into a hot shower, the water can cause nerve damage. Anyone know if there’s any truth to this? Sometimes I think he makes things up just to see what I’ll believe…
Days like today call for super cozy outfits. It doesn’t matter if they are flattering, trendy or adorable. It matters that you’re warm.
Let me tell you a little bit about this sweater: First of all, it’s technically my mom’s. I stole it from her at some point during high school. (Sorry, Mom — Do you want it back?) I then wore it to the Honor Society induction ceremony when I was a senior in high school. I paired it with black jazz pants for the ceremony — trendy, classy and cool. Right? I’m not sure if I’ve worn the sweater at all since then, yet it managed to make the move from my parent’s house in New Hampshire through four years of college and to four different apartments in and around NYC.
It’s big, it’s bulky and it’s perfect for a day like today.
Today is also a good day for pom pom hats.
Now that you know the history behind my clothing choices, let’s start this day, shall we? Here’s what’s coming up in my life:
- Work until 5
- Spinning with my favorite teacher, Matt, at Crunch
- A dinner date at Land (I’ve been craving pad thai) with a fabulous friend
Lastly, won’t you join me in wishing a very HAPPY BIRTHDAY to my favorite guy in the world?
Happy Birthday, Dad! I hope you have an amazing day!