This morning it was a bone-chilling thirty something degrees....maybe even 29 degrees here in northern CA. I know that temperature doesn't even register as cold for many of you but it's just too dang cold for me to get my butt out of bed at 5 a.m. to go to boot camp class....where we run outside for a portion of the class.
When my alarm went off this morning, I rolled over and buried my head.
Plan B.
I ran three miles at 9 a.m. in 41 degree weather. Much better. Okay, not really but that's what I tell myself anyway.
Workouts are a mandatory part of my life. If only for the reason that I can come home and eat and drink things like this.......
