Anyone up for some coffee chatter?
You don't have to drink coffee, and we don't even have to all sit at the same table (Covid is still a reality, don't forget). But we can gather (virtually) and have some conversation.
Are you game?
Grab a mug (or a pint, or a stein, or a simple glass), and let's begin. What would you share, if we were chatting as we sipped our beverages of choice?
What do you think about when you're out and about, in your running shoes?
Honestly, my mind wanders. A lot. If there's an ADD that exists for runners, then I'm a victim (not that I think it's necessarily a bad thing).
Suffice it to say that many a blog post has been "written" while running. And, many of those blog posts started out as one topic, then morphed into another before the run ended.
Back outside never felt so fine!
After nearly three weeks, the extreme cold weather broke and Iowa returned to its regularly scheduled winter. Some days even saw temps well above the seasonal norm! Of course, that gave way to melting (LOTS of melting) as the 30ish inches of ground snow slowly shrank...but who am I to complain?
February has been a month, and not necessarily in a good way.
Well, I digress. It hasn't been all bad, but it has had it's moments. Maybe a few 'fessions will help clear the air and ease my mind.
Shall I? Shall we?
Yeah, this past week was rather frigid.
We're talking sub-ZERO temps, most days, in Iowa. The snow continued to fall, the wind kept blowing and the streets remained a near-hazard. Thankfully, as we neared the weekend, things were finally (after two solid weeks of polar vortex conditions) on the upswing.
Have you ever been stuck inside and needing a fitness fix?
Hey, it happens. Sometimes, the outdoor conditions just aren't in our favor. It may be too hot, too cold, too icy, or just too dangerous (I'm looking at you, lightening). We cannot control the weather, but that doesn't mean we have to be victims of it.
If you're looking for some ideas on at-home entertainment, via working-out, maybe I can help you out. Here are a few blog posts from the archives...
Milly. She's my treadmill. Suffice it to say that our relationship is marginal, at best.
While I am most grateful to have an indoor option for running and walking (especially these past two weeks), that doesn't mean it's all roses and rainbows. Once in awhile, I'll be pleasantly surprised with a run that doesn't leave me questioning my sanity or grit. More often than not, though, my runs are dread-the-tread excursions.
I accept that this is all on me (well, most of it). A lot of runners enjoy their runs on the 'mills, and don't have the issues I do. Honestly, I'm quite envious.
