The last week or so has been full of "firsts" for the year. Last Saturday Sophie and I both ran our first race of the year at the Chisago Lakes 5K (and kid's race for Sophie, of course).
And then Monday I ran my first speed workout of the year. Or tried. It was snow/sleeting - let's just call it sneeting - and freaking cold. At one point I screamed "this makes me want to murder someone!" Public service announcement: do not cross me during winter hard workouts. Apparently I get violent.
Friday I ran my first double digit run of the year - a 10 miler as my first long run for Fargo training. Although the run was much better than Monday's speed work, it was still cold and windy. The side of my face exposed to the wind for four straight miles was completely numb. I had trouble forming words.
Friday night and Saturday I warmed up with a fun girls' weekend away - so much fun! I did fit in some exercise (laps in a hotel pool counts, right?). Tonight was supposed to be speed work again but, wait for it, it was freaking cold and windy. So I opted for 45 minutes on the bike trainer and 20 minutes of pilates. Which is sort of like 800 repeats. Or not.