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It’s a bleak and dismal day in New York. The mercury deigned to get out of bed and rise to 4C/39F, but it’s very seriously considering just going back to sleep and leaving the rest of us to freeze. In solidarity, the rain is cold and wet and alternating between liquid and icy particles. It’s a day for hot chocolates and snuggling under a doona and reading a good novel.
My running training app does not factor in weather. It cares not for snow storms or rainy days or 40C/104F days. The delightful thing is that 10 weeks into my training program for the Brooklyn Half (less than two months to go!), I’m finally at a point where I too am not deterred by the weather. My muscles want to go running. They feel better when they run. Running feels good.
So, even though looking out the window was not enticing for a run, I put on my sneakers, donned a bright pink beanie, and headed to the park.
On a nice day, Prospect Park is filled with hundreds of runners and walkers and bikers and rollerbladers. Today, I counted a grand total of five other people. We all smiled and waved as we passed each other. You’re out in this too! Look at us go!
While humans were scarce, the geese were out in force. Heads down, bums up, they were waddling through the mud collecting juicy worms bought up by the rain.
By the end of the run, my jacket was drenched from the rain, but I felt warm and fuzzy. Running feels good again! 5.5km feels easy again! And like the ducks and geese, I’m celebrating in the rain.
My running training app does not factor in weather. It cares not for snow storms or rainy days or 40C/104F days. The delightful thing is that 10 weeks into my training program for the Brooklyn Half (less than two months to go!), I’m finally at a point where I too am not deterred by the weather. My muscles want to go running. They feel better when they run. Running feels good.
So, even though looking out the window was not enticing for a run, I put on my sneakers, donned a bright pink beanie, and headed to the park.
On a nice day, Prospect Park is filled with hundreds of runners and walkers and bikers and rollerbladers. Today, I counted a grand total of five other people. We all smiled and waved as we passed each other. You’re out in this too! Look at us go!
While humans were scarce, the geese were out in force. Heads down, bums up, they were waddling through the mud collecting juicy worms bought up by the rain.
By the end of the run, my jacket was drenched from the rain, but I felt warm and fuzzy. Running feels good again! 5.5km feels easy again! And like the ducks and geese, I’m celebrating in the rain.
2 Comments
So good to hear that you can run so far again! :) xx
Thanks so much Eszter! :)