Cold Weather Blues

I hate to use the word "hate", but I HATE cold weather! The older I get the grumpier winter makes me. And this winter seems especially harsh.

I did my 14 mile run with Zach and we averaged 8:20s. That was too fast for me to be able to hold for much longer, so for my 16 miler this weekend I slowed down to 8:50s and that was fine; except that I was freakin' COLD the WHOLE TIME. As soon as I walked in the door, I showered and left to take the kids to Six Flags for the day and I stayed cold all day long. Miserable. Then my foot started hurting. Grrr.

We were at Great Wolf Lodge for the next two days, so I skipped my 10 mile run on Sunday and did a lot of stretching and massaging on my foot. It seems fine now. I will go do a short run on it this afternoon to see how it feels.

I am scheduled to increase each long run by 2 miles until I reach 24 and then back off. I love to run, but man, this cold weather is making me think twice about my marathon plans. Cold to me is 40-50 degrees and this 20-40 degree crap stinks.