Back to my warm bed

I was dreading my upcoming lonesome run of 15 miles in 3 degree weather a few days before it actually happened, but I was fairly determined to follow through on it, so in between hitting the snooze button this morning, I debated with myself how far I actually had to go. I set a goal of the 40th Street Bridge and back. Definitely not 15 miles, but at least an attempt at doing something.

As soon as I got outside, I thought "this isn't all that bad". Then about a minute later, I realized I was chilled through and that no matter how hard I worked, I wouldn't get warm till I was back in my apartment taking a hot shower. So I ran to the bottom of the hill at the base of the 40th St. Bridge and pretty much reached fully-frozen status. Then it was back up the hill and home to a hot shower and time enough to take a nap in my warm bed before church.

I clocked the route afterwards and it is exactly 5 miles roundtrip from my house - maybe a good run to throw in there now and again.