Today's high is 15 degrees.
I'm pretty sure this is one of the coldest winters we've had since I got here in 2006. Don't get me wrong, we've had cold days but not weeks of single digit temps. Brrrr.
I may have mentioned my hate of night shifts once or twice. Today is one of those days. Seriously, working nights just makes me angry. I'd say I need a new job, but this is a new job! Maybe I'll still look anyway.
Saturday is the big day for my first 5k of the year.
I was going to run with Gandalf, running connoisseur, but if it's going to be this cold on Saturday then I won't run with him.
No, but really he does love to run. I've also not ran longer than 1.5 miles with him yet; which is another reason I'm rethinking running with him.
One thing that I'm upset about right now, in regards to doing one 5k race a month... My cousin told me yesterday that they are having a surprise party for her mom in June. Sweet, I'll try to go since I'm off that weekend. It's also the same weekend as the Estes Park 5k!! *grumble grumble* I was really looking forward to that race since Estes Park is bee-u-tiful!!
They even run by the Stanley Hotel! You know, the hotel that inspired Stephen King to write The Shining!
Anyway, so I guess I won't be doing that now unless I decide to not go to Louisiana in June. I was actually looking to go earlier than June anyway since my grandma's been sick a lot lately.
Yesterday I ran 2.5 miles (well, almost). It was actually a decent run. I was dreading it, didn't want to do it, was dragging my feet. Once I bumped up the speed though to a running speed, I was actually glad I was running. What? Impossible. Nope, true story.
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| I was definitely NOT motivated to run in the 10 degree weather |
On another topic, here's a photo of one of my favorite Target finds...





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