Tomorrow morning in Milton it is going to be 6 degrees F – with windchill -7 degrees F. ( -22 degrees Celsius). I am going to attempt a 5K run to post my personal coldest run of my career. Previous record was nearly 12 degrees F warmer. (It has to be minimum 5K to qualify). I know this is nothing compared to what my friends in Chicago and New York are going thru. I am glad I am not having to run there!!

They say two layers of clothing in the 30s/40s and then an additional layer for every 10 degrees. By that calculation, I will be wearing five layers of clothes to run tomorrow. I think it will be less of running and more of waddling like penguins with outstretched arms 🙂

Felt a little better this afternoon after this cold , headache and so on. Went to put in a 5K run to see if I could sustain it. It was a wind-assisted 8:09 min/mile pace.
I say wind-assisted because of the gusts of wind that was there. One such gust blew this tent away to the other side of the road!!

5K run with Amy in Central Park early morning. We worked together in our last jobs. It was nice weather… till we sat down for breakfast. And then Boom! Heavy snow started!! I am glad we had finished our run!!
Caught up with her travels in Africa. Was intrigued by her description of Ghana. Apparently poor but very happy people and tourist friendly. Sounds like the African version of Costa Rica!!! Need to put it in my bucket list!

This is where my previous job was! 5K this morning in completely overcast, dreary, wet and cold (34 degrees) and foggy weather. Or as my local friends put it – “balmy” 🙂

Finished my run, grabbed my Starbucks and sat outside the coffeehouse in slightly strong winds. And then watched the morning struggle to break thru the canopy of clouds till it was clear that a new day was upon us. Reminded me of an old poem (forgot the author’s name) that I had once read and copied down….

“So stop waiting until you finish school,
until you go back to school,
until you lose ten pounds,
until you gain ten pounds,
until you have kids,
until your kids leave the house,
until you start work,
until you retire,
until you get married,
until you get divorced,
until Friday night,
until Sunday morning,
until you get a new car or home,
until your car or home is paid off,
until spring, until summer, until fall, until winter,
until you are off welfare,
until the first or fifteenth,
until your song comes on,
until you’ve had a drink,
until you’ve sobered up,
until you die,
until you are born again
to decide that there is no better time than right now to be happy…”