It's only going to get worse....

Got back from Jacksonville (Go Gators!!) in time to light the pumpkins up and pass out candy to Trick or Treaters. The good news is that none of the children were afraid of our Barking Bumblebee (Max's costume), but the bad news is there weren't as many kids as we thought (or maybe we over-bought the candy? wishful thinking?). So... there's a bowl full of chocolate candy bars sitting on my table taunting me.

Anyway, I decided to step it up for yesterday's run. Instead of running through my dinky neighborhood, I drove to a more hilly area to do an "easy 7" (ha! 'easy'?!). But once I got there, I was a little hesitant to actually get out of the car. Now, I'm not going to say it was cold, but it was chilly. In anticipation of this arctic chill, I dug out an 'under armor' top from the bottom of my drawer before I left (I bought this handy piece of cold weather running gear last year). I had to cut the tags off because as I mentioned before, the winter is what killed my running last year, so I never tried it out.

The verdict? It did keep me warm and dry, and even when it warmed up a bit toward the end I still wasn't too hot. So what do you know? Those magic sweat wicking shirts actually do work! I finished 7.54 miles in 1h20m.

This morning I went for another 3.5 run, but felt like I was going at a snail's pace (because I'm suuuuch a fast runner otherwise). Guess I did too much partying on those hills yesterday cause my legs were tired!

When I got home I turned the TV on while I stretched, listening to the weather man say obscenities like "winter storm" and "cold, dry air." Yup... it's that time of the year, and it's only going to get worse colder.