When did I turn into such a weakling that I think I need to run on the treadmill all winter? Growing up, I ran outside every day without checking the weather or thinking about traction aids on my shoes. I would just tuck my sweatpants into my wool socks and go. Today I channeled that girl and got outside for a few miles. My neck is still thawing out, but it was wonderful.
I think being outside is a big part of what I love about running (the other part being that it makes me feel like a rock star :). I actually can't believe that I am just figuring this out because most of my favorite activities are outdoors:
Assorted dogtivities :)
I even prefer eating...
...and sleeping outdoors:
I feel closest to Frank when we're outside together.
And the lake is my church (I can even find pews to sit on).
I really don't mind the gym (or my basement), but I'm going to stop beating myself up about not running 6 or 10 or 15 miles at a time on the treadmill like other runners. I'd rather shuffle through a couple gizzard-freezing miles outside or go for a hike or a ski and be right with my soul than pound out a few extra annoying miles on the 'mill.
I have a headlamp and I will be breaking that sucker out for morning and night runs more often so I can get outside (and no mom, I do not need you to send me anymore pepper spray).
Do you compare yourself with other runners? I try not to but yes!
Do you run on the treadmill because you enjoy it or because you have to?
Any tips for running outside at night? I haven't done a lot of it solo living in the city...I used to run around my parents' house at night though!