Training on vacation. Or not.
I live in somewhat-mild weather so I have no decent excuses for avoiding my runs. But avoid them I do. In the morning, is simply too dark to run alone. Or while my husband was sick (and unable to run for a month), I thought it better to keep him company than to seize the opportunity for extra training runs.
So it was with some hesitation that I packed my running gear for a nine-day family vacation to freezy Copenhagen.
You know that terrible feeling when you pack your gear and don’t run once? I do.
I ran with my friend the first time (pictured) so I wouldn’t get lost.
I summoned the courage to run alone with a poorly constructed itunes mix.
And I convinced my pal to run again — and challenge me to some fartleks — another time. All in temperatures below freezing.
So, basically, I rock.
Thanks to Christine for the inspiration. And Rachel for the company.
Now if I could find my training mojo for back home, I might be able to do this thing.