All day long I was looking forward to running outside tonight. Much to my dismay, I walked out of my office to find a light dusting of snow on the ground and more falling from the sky. Ugh. I hate the snow! I came home, crawled into my bed and laid there for about an hour and a half, trying to work up the courage to face the outdoors.
Finally, I just had to go for it. I tossed all my running clothes in the dryer so they'd be toasty warm when I put them on and suited up. On the bottom, I had a pair of running tights and a pair of heavy Under Armour pants. On top, I layered a skin-tight UA top, another longsleeve shirt and a fleece jacket. Then, just to make sure I didn't freeze my tail off, I added a hat and mittens and headed out the door.
Distance: 3.0 miles
Avg. Pace: 9:43
Once I got moving it wasn't too bad. I wasn't in love with getting pelted in the face by snowflakes, but it beat running in place! When I got home, I was BOILING!
When you live in Wisconsin there's only one way to put the flames out: Beer.
I quick changed clothes and met Mr. Furball and a friend at a local watering hole for a couple of beers. However, I am a traitor to my hometown. I don't like the local brew:
I much prefer the brew from St. Louis:
After a quick dinner and a little relaxation it's bed time for me. I've been dragging in the mornings and I think a solid 8 hours might help!
What's your favorite beer?