Since this week was my first official week of training, today called for the first long run of 8 miles.
I had prepared myself for this run all week and thought I was ready until I woke up to 20 degree weather and icy roads.
As much as I REALLLY did not want to run 8 miles on the treadmill, I was willing to suffer in return for comfort and safety....Until I went down to the gym and every. single. treadmill. was taken. I guess everyone had the same idea as me.
I took this as a sign. I ran back up to the apartment, threw on my running tights, my warmest jacket, gloves, and a hat and braved the elements.
Hell, I'm in Denver now, I may as well suck it up and get tough! When in Rome right?
After getting out I was so glad that I had made that decision. Not only did I feel like a feakin bad ass treakin it through the snow, but it turned out to be not as cold as I had imagined it would be. I even had to take off my gloves and a layer half way through the run!
I ended up getting in 8.5 miles in about 1 hour and 10 minutes. I'll take it. Considering I had to seriously slow down through most of the run, because I almost ate concrete at least 5 times. One of those times being right in front of the office of our apartment complex where the cute runner guy works and was sitting at his desk. Damn. So much for being smooth. Good thing I have a boy that loves me even though I am an extreme nerd. :)
In other news, last night was the boy's mom's 60th BIRTHDAY! The whole family went out to dinner and then to Cirque Du Soliel, which was Michael jackson themed. oh yeah!
And what is a 60th birthday without a ginormous birthday hat?
And here is a shot of the whole fam at dinner, love these guys:
It was definitely a fun night! Now I am off to relax and finish up this Broncos game! Tomorrow I start my new teaching job, wish me luck! Im a little nervous!!