“Neither snow nor rain nor heat nor gloom of night…”
Perhaps you’ve been watching the weather predictions. Or maybe you live on the east coast. If not, maybe you didn’t know that (despite a lovely 50+ degree day yesterday), the forecast called for a plummeting of temperatures and 5-9 inches of snow in the DC area.
Did someone forget to tell Mother Nature that it’s March?
By 7pm last night, Beer Geek’s office was closed and the kids’ schools were moments behind. Seriously? It was raining at that point and not that cold, so hard to wrap our heads around one more snow day. Sigh.
I opened negotiations on treadmill usage. See, my treadmill sits a mere 15 feet from Beer Geek’s desk. It’s in a separate room, but there is no door between them. Negotiations led to 3 options: be off by 9am, run during his lunch (which may or may not be an hour, depending on meetings), or run in the evening.
I’m sure this will surprise most of you, but I chose morning. I know. I wasn’t excited. But when I woke up to the world looking like this:
I was glad I’d made a plan.
I dragged myself out of bed at 6:15 after a late bedtime and some middle of the night cat shenanigans. After a cup of coffee and bread with peanut butter, I hopped on the mill.
2 hours and 5 minutes later I got off. Yes, I ran 12.1 miles on the treadmill. A personal distance record. My feet are a little sore (I ran in socks, as per usual) and my back didn’t love it. But, it’s done.
I’d like to thank Beer Geek, my kindle, the Today Show, and my children (who slept until I was done) for making this possible. And I can’t forget my darling treadmill, without whom none of this would have been possible.
Can you tell I watched the Oscar coverage on the Today Show while I ran?
Next up, snow shoveling. No rest for the wicked.