Playing in the Snow

December 9, 2012

Dec 2012 010Right now it’s blowing a snowstorm outside. And my training programme says I’m supposed to run 14 km with lots of hills today. Yesterday I was chatting about the weather forecast, specifically the predicted snowstorm, with some friends and I mentioned that I was supposed to run 14 km today and one of them said “yeah, and you’ll actually do it!”, like this was a kind of freakish behaviour! And I was like, “well yes, of course I will!” kind of taken aback that anyone would do anything else!

The thing is I really can’t imagine not going out for a run today. I’m kind of excited about it actually! Yes, as I sit here cosy in my pyjamas and look out, I realise that the first 5-10 minutes will probably be a bit yucky, but then I know that it is going to be FUN! I won’t be able to run as fast as usual, I’ll probably slip and slide around a bit, the snow will be blowing in my eyes, but it will be beautiful in the forest, it will be fun running up and down the snow covered hills and it won’t be long before I have a huge smile plastered over my face!

If I try to imagine the alternative: that I stay home in front of the fire watching a Christmas film on the TV, munching Christmas goodies, I can already start to feel a worm of bad conscience, and yes, disappointment, wriggling around in my stomach. Urgh. It’s horrible!

It makes me laugh when people say they admire my willpower to go running, no matter what. It’s got nothing to do with willpower.  I do it because love it! Because the alternative is unbearable!

So I’m going to go and wrap up now and then I’m going out for my run. And when I get back I’ll have a long, warm shower and then I’ll curl up in front of the fire, maybe watch a film and munch some Christmas goodies and I’ll feel great!

What are you going to do today?