The cold is like speed. It’s all relative.
Today I was glad I took my wind jacket in addition to my usual bank-robber style winter run gear. In the beginning I had to hide inside all the layers and I did feel like a Himalayan mountain climber. Might be because of the book “No shortcuts to the top”, which I am currently listening to. It might be because of the -4 “Real Feel” temperatures, maybe both – not sure. During the course of the run however, if not against the ice-cold wind, I didn’t even notice it.
I also didn’t notice that I was running faster than usual on sand at the same heart rate. Is this because I played with speed and now slow feels slower or am I finally catching back up to my previous fitness? Probably both as well.
Enough with the words, I hear you scream … “Where are the sunrise pictures?!”
There you go – next to my cadence I did work on my “shoot a straight horizon pic” skills:
Enjoy your weekend! Especially if you are running the Irish 50k Championship like Declan!