A crisp morning with temperatures around 13F (1F with the windshield) made for an incredible workout run! I had that tingling sensation at the tip of each of my fingers and a burning feeling rushing all over my cheeks as they were exposed to the cold. It undeniably makes you pay more attention to your body, forcing you to listen to it and try to detect any sign and sensation of discomfort that could lead to injuries. My main concerns were: pulling a muscle, tearing a ligament or spraining an ankle, injuries that aren't uncommon when running in such conditions. I came home safe and sound, the breathing was no problem, and my pace was only slightly affected by the frigid temperatures. This run was a "W"!
The cold is known to numb the pain, but it almost felt like it numbed all the negative energy I've been accumulated this week. I quickly found myself day dreaming about thousands of things, projects, and ideas that were running through my head at lightning speed.
I pictured myself racing the perfect race, completely ignoring the bitter cold and harsh conditions mother nature threw at us this morning. That lasted for a good 20 minutes, only to be "woken up" by the snoozing of my watch, telling me I reached mid-point. It was time to run back. The run back was astonishing! The sun rising above the NYC skyline in a blue bird sky, the smoke coming out of my mouth and out of cheminees atop buildings' roofs, and the magnificent view of the Financial district and its iconic Freedom tower! How fortunate I am to live in NYC!
Can't wait for the next run!
