I am told it was single-digit cold this morning. I did not check the temperature before I left home this morning at 5:30. If I had known I would be running up the canyon in 6 degree cold I may have wimped out - not on running the canyon, but on running the canyon in shorts. Of course I was cold, but not so much on the legs. My hands and toes went cold, and my manhood just gave up and went into hibernation. But the legs were fine.
I've been a lazy bastard lately, on purpose. I've done enough runnnig this year. I go when I want to go and I haven't been OCD about getting out. But I want to transition into Winter training so this morning may be my kick-off for that. Or maybe not. I will do what I want, when I want. Motivation comes from knowing friends are meeting at appointed times and places. That will get me out more than a sense that I need to get out.
Also I am close to 500,000 feet of vertical feet of ascent total for 2013. A few more weeks of easy stuff should put me over the top.
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