February 1, 2013
February is my least favorite month, or at least it used to be. Why, you ask? Well, spending the majority of my life living in the Northeast (save 2 1/2 years in the land of eternal sunshine...the great Aloha state, Hawaii) February is the coldest month...or at least it seems like it is. I don't have any empirical evidence to back that up. All I know is that after a chilly October, a bit colder November, a frigid December, and a bone chilling January, I'm fed the fuck up with cold, so February doesn't have a chance!Now that I am in Florida, I hope that February can be more pleasant and I hope it will not turn me into a bitching, whining & crying, vagina. One day into February and...well...lets just say I'm in the market for some tampons because...
It was freaking cold during our run! Honey ran with her hands in her pocket and snot practically frozen to her nose. I wore Under Armour (wonderful running clothes, by the way) and gloves and I still had icicles dangling from my butt (and no, I did not have an enema prior to my run...I'm just being facetious!)
It was also a tad late since I worked late again. Some would say better planning would allow us to run during the daylight hours when it was warmer. Some would be right, but say that to me after a cold run, and an icicle my make its way from my butt to yours!
On to more chipper news. Honey's mom, Mama Honey, and her brother, Fluffy Honey (I'll explain that at a later date), and Fluffy Honey's Girlfriend are all on their way from Brazil to visit. We will have a full house and potentially some more runners to join Honey and I! The more the merrier, I say.
Here were our cold numbers:
Time: 15:00
Distance: 1.21 miles
Pace: 12:26/m
Max Pace: 9:42/m
Calories: 131
Avg HR: 101
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