Since I had some down time today and the weather is reasonable (42ºF or so) I decided that I’d go for a nice long run today and do some yoga tomorrow in preparation for more Stage 3. I ran 3.1 miles in 42 minutes on the hilly route; a nice slow and steady run (though I did take one walking break, at about halfway– two big, long hills in a row and I said ‘oh heck no’ and walked up the second). My lungs haven’t adjusted to the chill and breathing was a challenge. I hate wheezing!
I spent Friday night camping in a national park about 3 hours from here with a couple friends. I was excited to spend some time outdoors and try out our new camping gear. The time spent outside around the fire was okay, but overnight it went down to 20ºF and my 30ºF sleeping bag, sleeping pad and lightweight tent weren’t enough to let me get warm enough to sleep so I laid awake miserable and shivering all night. In the morning the tent was coated with a thick layer of frost inside and out. I think I’ll stick to warm weather camping from now on.
Do you ever find that sometimes things that drive you crazy about other people work like a mirror, that you can look deeper at them and see things about yourself that bother you? We camped with my coworker and his girlfriend. They’re really nice people, but she’s super healthish– very vocal paleo-dieting, triathlon-running, run 10 miles in the morning and go for a hike in the evening, sugar-is-the-devil kind of person. Hanging out with her I feel a hint of desperation in her and pity for me; if she’s not active enough she jokes that she’ll get fat, and there are always comments about my food (never directly, but “oh, I don’t eat that” if it’s offered). I feel sort of implicitly judged around her. But I feel bad; maybe she’s not really being judgey and I’m reacting to the fact that she’s just different than me, that she’s doing fitness “right”– which isn’t a bad thing? Anyway, I’m sort of conflicted about it.