I don’t like to run when it’s cold, and the holidays tempt me with so many delicious, fattening foods.
Despite my vicious running program, I’ve managed to put on some weight over the past couple of weeks. I took time off from fitness while The Sweet Irish Girl was here, and I did a lot of eating during her visit.
Plus, I didn’t exactly slow down over the past week with it being Thanksgiving.
Let me be perfectly honest with you, Modern Philosophers: while Irish lasses are incredibly beautiful and have that sexy brogue that will make you weak in the knees, they also love potatoes, creams, carbs, and all sorts of naughty foods.
I don’t know how The Sweet Irish Girl stays so thin and lovely, but whatever Leprechaun Magic she uses did not transfer over to me. She somehow lost weight during her visit, while I put on a few pounds.
I got back into my running routine this week, and next week, it’s back onto the diet. Of course, I knew I had to shake it up a little on this morning’s run…
My biggest problem with maintaining a yearlong running program, aside from my hatred of running, is that I don’t like running in the cold and snow.
Sure, going to my gym would help with this issue, but since I don’t like driving in snow, I’m not going to get in my car to drive to the gym. Also, running on a treadmill is a major pain in the arse.
I much prefer running outside, and since I’m serious about this running nonsense this year, I’ve taken measures to ensure I’m less likely to wimp out when Autumn turns colder and bleeds into Winter.
As you can see from the above photo, I’ve purchased a very warm running mask. Sure, it deprives passersby of seeing my handsome face, but it also keep that same handsome face from freezing off.
I’m also wearing an insulated runner’s hoodie that fits nicely over my running toga. I went out in 19 and 13 degree temps this week, and felt warm and toasty both days.
In preparation for the colder weather, when I anticipate that I won’t want to spend as much time out on the road battling the elements, I’ve cut my longest runs from 4.5 miles down to between 3.25 and 3.5 miles.
This morning, though, I decided it was time to push myself again to get my body back on the righteous path to wellness and weight loss.
As a result, I ran four miles. I have to admit, that I was a bit surprised that I was able to cover the distance without any trouble, despite the fact that it’s been a least a month since I’ve gone that far.
I was back to The House on the Hill in less than 42:00.
In Maine, October through March are the cold, annoying months. I normally don’t exercise much during that period, but I realized today that I’ve already navigated through the first two of those months and maintained my regular running schedule.
So maybe I can keep up this five days a week pace if I wear my cold weather gear, keep my distance to a reasonable amount, and use some common sense.
As I’ve been writing this, The Sweet Irish Girl has been texting me photos of adorable Irish babies. I’m trying not to give too much Deep Thought to what that means, but I get the sense that someday, I’m going to have more than just myself to answer to for my health.
She’s already got me using shower gel and some weird frilly sponge thing in the shower. My regular bathroom soap has been replaced by a lovelier smelling variety.
Times are changing, Modern Philosophers, and I have to look at the bigger picture.
In that picture, I’d like to be smaller and healthier.
So I will continue to run. Next week, all the crappy food will be banished again. I will get back to inspiration through perspiration.
I was damn proud of myself for running four miles today, but it feels even better to hear The Sweet Irish Girl gushing about how proud she is of me for pushing myself to go the extra distance.
Try to do something healthy today, Modern Philosophers, even if someone with an adorable brogue isn’t going to purr about how lovely you are for doing so…