We are, as you may have heard, in the midst of a bone-chilling, bone-crushing, downright nasty cold snap. I knew when I went to bed last night that today would be even colder than yesterday, with wind chills closer to negative single digits than to double positive digits.
When I woke up, my iPhone said 4 degrees windchill. I turned on the radio, and the chief meteorologist (excuse me while I swoon at that job title) at KRLD (1080 AM) was saying a degree or two below that. I looked at my pile o’clothes I had planned to wear….
Shorts to wear over tights
Tank top to wear over sports bra
Long-sleeved zipper top to wear over the tank top over the sports bra
My all-time favorite Brooks LSD Lite Jacket (oh my gosh, it’s on SALE!)
My (ok, my son’s) Mizuno ear coverer
My beloved red cap, a gift from my dad
Two pairs of gloves
….and I thought, “Nah.” To get an idea of how unusual this word is for me to utter when it comes to running outside, well, let’s just say I run every day. I just do. During December’s ice storm, I ran in place (yes, in place) outside for three days.
I am — and I say this with neither pride nor shame — stubborn. I come by this naturally, having inherited it from — well, not to name names, but let’s say this parental person also gave me a really beautiful red cap a few years ago.
But today, I looked at the pile of clothes I had carefully laid out last night. I moved them a bit, looked into my closet and selected a pair of capris and a sleeveless top. I put them on, and the shoes I’d planned to wear outdoors, and I ran in place. I even broke a sweat, which I haven’t done on an outdoor run since the temperature was several times what it was today.
I didn’t crumble. I didn’t die from boredom. My legs didn’t atrophy from not being stretched. I finished with a warm face and no frostbite.
I felt calm and rather pleased with myself for brushing stubbornness off my very being and doing what I felt I needed to do. In other words, using a bit of common sense.
And for that, The Grateful Runner says thank you.