The weather over the past few weeks has been rather crazy. Some times its in the 60′s, some times the 20′s. Its been difficult to get motivated to even do my usual daily walk. I thought that I might break the cycle today, even though it was 36 degrees out. For some reason, I had the great idea of just jumping into what I thought I could do, instead of starting slow. After all, its been over a week since I’ve done anything more active than take a shower.
So, I loaded up my camel-back, filled with water. Threw on some leggings, shirt, and my skate sweater and hit the road. My normal pack weights about 25 pounds when its fully loaded, but I have my laptop and charger out already – so today it weighs in at 14.5 pounds. After some fast and long strides, I take off in a comfortable pace. I also tried a feature I don’t use often on my fitbit, where you can record your exercise – I wanted to track my stats for the run.
About halfway through my route, I got so hot that I had to pull off my sweater and put it into the pack. Amazing, at such low of temperature outside, but I was on fire. After resuming, I went ahead to the 1 mile mark and called it quits for running. I could clearly feel that I pushed myself and got a workout. I recorded a walk back to the house.
Back home, I cooled down and looked at the stats. In my one mile, I had about a 16 minute pace, cleared 13 floors, and gotten almost half of my step count in. Wonderful! Except for that is a hell of an accomplishment on any day, and I did it all loaded down. An hour later, all I can say is: Ow, that hurts.