After I posted yesterday, I went outside to see what 38 degrees feels like...and well...it wasn't that bad. And when I got down to my car I did have my gloves, so there was no other excuse I could find NOT to run. So, I did. 5 miles. And averaged a 9:36 pace...can't recall my splits as I went a new direction and wasn't sure where the mile markers were. I guess I was just really really cold and wanting to get it over with. I'm alot stronger than I give myself credit for.
On to today. 7 miles. Really not sure if that will happen, although the weather seems to be cooperating today. But last night, after spending a couple of hours making Cheese Tetrazzini, Chicken Divan, and Banana Pudding for a coworker who just lost a child, I decided to make T and I a grilled cheese and some soup. And one of the handles of the metal pans I was working with was hanging ever so slightly over another burner. So, when I picked it up it was, well, I'm guessing about 900 degrees. And I actually picked it all the way up...threw it down...shouted some profanity that I NEVER use, and burned the stew out of my hand. All the while, T was trying to get ready to make a 6 hour trip to Tampa for this (he was the 2005 winner!). So, he tried to console me, help me, dry my eyes (it hurt so bad that I actually cried!). I also told him that I can't imagine what someone with 3rd degree burns all over their body must go through...this was just my hand and I thought I would be better off dead (or handless). So, after doing some internet research we soaked my hand in ice water, then found out that that was a bad idea, so I put some lotion on it, cried some more, and slept off and on all night long. And I still haven't made it to work, because 1) I didn' t sleep well at all and 2) I'm scared to put my hand under water in the shower. But, if I can tough it out in 30 degree weather to run, I can certainly eek out a shower, right? I'm still not sure if I can tough it out for 7 miles tonight, but we shall see.
have a great day!