Well…I guess I kind of went for a run this morning. Ok, so I ran a mile, not really “running,” you know, with a capital R, but still I ran.
I woke up without too much as hassle at 4:30am, and got myself put together, but then once I stepped out the door, I realized I’d made the cardinal sin (in my opinion) of running the winter. For the record, it was in the upper 20s this morning, not tortuously cold to be running, but still pretty damn brisk. I’ve gone running in temperatures close to 0F and didn’t have too many issues but this morning was challenging.
But, I digress. The cardinal sin I was speaking of was bundling up the upper body and allowing the lower body to regulate. Normally, all winter long, with the exception of snow storms, I wear shorts when I run. I’ll usually put on a thermal bottom layer, with a shirt and then a sweatshirt above that on top, but shorts on the bottom with maybe thermal tights underneath if it’s particularly brisk.
I didn’t do that this morning, for some reason I decided sweats would be the right option and only wore a t-shirt and a light sweatshirt on top. Paid for it and was only able to get a mile before my chest was feeling compressed from the cold air. Decided to cut it with that and just call it a day.
Just have to remember to not make this mistake next time.
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