I have OFFICIALLY lost my mind.
Yesterday, I ran in a bone-chilling-nose-falling-off-lung-burning-almost-exploding temperature. 23°!
Not even joking, holy moly I wish I was. Zach told me this would happen, he warned me of the consequences but I ignored them. I wish I could take it back and be wise and just hold out until the temperatures warmed up!
I wore my running tights, compression socks (over my tights because I’m a baller), base tech tee, thermal over that, gloves, then a sweater jacket. I still froze.
I was cold all day, my body never fully warmed up while running and my fear was hypothermia. When you sweat in below freezing weather your body has a chance to develop symptoms. Yes that was the only thought going through my mind, “Run faster so you don’t freeze up and die later!” Also I kept picturing my scolding hot shower that would follow. This was the only time I will admit Zach was 100% correct. I know a lot of people run in this type of weather, but for a Southern gal who likes the hotter days this was climate shock and my body didn’t respond well.
Like I said, I was cold all day. I brewed coffee while in the shower, grabbed it piping hot and it didn’t do a darn thing. Next thing was hot tea, same scene and same result. My shower didn’t even heat my body temperature back up. It took a long time to feel warm again, I’m talking like hours.
Will I ever run in below freezing temperatures? No. But I can say I did 🙂