Ten miles. Ten degrees. What does such a combination of parameters require?
The best part about this run was seeing a flock of bluebirds. Their bright feathers stood in stark contrast to the bare branches and snow-encrusted fields.
I have finally eased back into the routine of rising and running in the dark, cold mornings before work. Boston is 15 weeks from tomorrow. I'll be ready.
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Nice! You are hard core!
CJ
Wow, only 15 weeks until Boston. Sounds like you're getting strong and ready.
Sounds like a wonderful way to start the day!
Congrats on getting back into the a.m. routine!
cool picture.
10 degrees?!?!? We didn't have it much better... it was a balmy 20 degrees for our 16 turned 10 miler! We even had snow flurries!!! BRRRRRR!!!!!
I think I'm finally getting acclimated to the low temps. Good luck getting ready for Boston. Cheers!
Rock on! Good luck with the Boston training regime.
10 degrees? Brr... You have me beat by a few for this year. I think the coldest I got back in Colorado was 13.
I recently found your blog and have enjoyed reading up on your entries. I look foward to sharing your Boston journey...and I'll be there somewhere on the road with ya! We're celebrating after (it's my bday :) ) so come celebrate with us, be fun!! Good luck with your training - you are so very strong!
you better get out there! 15 weeks? plenty of time. i guess.
You're a better woman than me.
And I totally thought about you and your last post this Saturday morning past as I was trying to squeeze a long run into a 10-degree morning (something we, like, never ever get here in sunny South Carolina).
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