The lockers at the gym aren't huge, so I almost never bring a coat. In the winter, this can make for some uncomfortable car rides. So driving Mandy's Volvo to the gym today and seeing the temperature gauge at zero degrees, I figured I'd be a popsicle when I came outside sweaty afterward wearing just a sweatshirt and sweatpants. Entering and exiting the gym, however, I was surprised I didn't really feel that cold. Must have finally acclimated to the winter weather, I convinced myself with a sense of pride. I even mentioned to Mandy at dinner how well I'd adjusted to the weather this year, not feeling very cold when it's zero degrees out.
"Zero degrees?" she said. "It's 32 out."
I'd forgotten the Volvo's thermometer is stuck on Celsius. I'd also failed to wonder why the snow was melting... at zero degrees. Not as tough as I thought, apparently. Or as smart.
Squeezed in a quick run before work. Kind of hurt after the brick workout last night, and my legs felt heavy the rest of the day, but I made it through.
To swim or to run tomorrow, that is the question.
Tired now. Going to bed.
WORKOUT
- 1/21 4 mile run
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