I was bracing myself for the cold as I stepped out for my run today. My phone said it was 32 degrees (Pittsburgh doesn't seem to understand that it is spring already!)- I was waiting for the temperature to hit 35 all day, but I realized that 32 is the best I could manage in my timeframe. I layered myself up, I warmed up more than usual before stepping out, and to my pleasant surprise, it wasn't that bad at all. Granted, the sun peeked through the clouds for a bit, but even with my layers and gloves and a soon-to-disappear cough, the cold was the least of my concerns. I was focused on finishing the 3+ miles without feeling miserable. I had hydrated myself plenty for the last day (to avoid the same mistake as yesterday - it really felt like the end of my running obsession when I was curled up in a ball waiting for my nausea to go away) - and even though my pace didn't improve by leaps and bounds, I was ready to do another mini lap when I reached home and THAT was a great feeling.
I passed a few people and I thought back to the time when I used to look at all the runners and think that they were batshit crazy (I'm not gonna lie - I fell in that category even before this running experiment). I am joining the club - officially. It just drove home the point that I can never understand someone else's perspective until I truly completely put myself in their shoes. I've also noticed that over the course of two years, people have changed and my opinion of people has changed too - it is important to be open to change that first impression. Someone might just be having a bad day or a good day for that matter.
Bottom Line: Be patient with the crazies - you might end up on their side some day. =)
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