Yesterday was cold, 22 degrees with a wind chill of 5, Fahrenheit. BRRRRR!. But yesterday can't be compared to today's 8 degrees with a wind chill of -4. The sane side of me is glad that today is a scheduled day off from running, but there's this demented side that almost wants to go out there and see how bad it hurts to run in weather that cold!
Yesterday, I met up with Matt and we did an 8+ miler at about an 8:30 pace. The cold wasn't that bad except when we turned to go north, into the wind. Then, it hurt! What if the weather is like that on race day? I guess we just tough it out! My water bottle slushed up again and his beard froze together. Yeah, it was cold.