It's 4pm. Why the hell am I still homebound?
I packed up my suitcase for Boston two or so days ago. Because I'm slightly neurotic, I unpacked it, reevaluated my life and decided that 50 percent of my items should go into a larger suitcase because it's workout gear.
You know, I used to hate people like me. The types that wake up at 4AM with a smile on their face like some new drug on the market for erectile dysfunction, smiling through a field of flowers, skipping with their clueless girlfriend as they lay out all of the side effects on the television. Then, this person would go to the gym, pump iron for a hour and a half and go for a 100 mile run to nowhere. At the end of the run, they scream out some delusional rhetoric like "...I'm still standing; I'm still strong", jumping up and down as if there's a film crew recording them for Rocky IX. Jesus, fuck these people because I became one of them but fatter.
I guess I didn't make the mark on all of the stereotypes. But guess what? I actually love it. Sometimes you have to experience it to understand it. I never said that I don't judge. Hell, I'm human. In turn, I know that someone is going to look at me completely nuts after I done with this blog post. Today is somewhere around 20 degrees and it's snowing. And guess what? I'm going for a 5K jog and doing a full damn workout. You know why? Because it's Saturday.
But It's _____ Degrees Outside...
Yes, it's cold as hell outside right now but guess what? It's winter darling. When summer hits, it'll be too damn hot. When April kicks around, the rain will beat my ass. There's always going to be something but it doesn't mean that you cannot be prepared. Check out my previous blog on running in cold weather called "I Will Not Catch Hypothermia Running This Winter."
Just in case you're one of those folks who don't have time to read it, essentially here's some things that you can do when it comes to shit weather:
For Extremely Hot Conditions
With this being said, I need to take my happy little ass outside and go freeze for a mile, then warm up around mile 2 and looked at with the stink face for about 45 minutes. If only I was a faster runner and then I couldn't hear their comments about the crazy nut who refused to take a day off. I don't feel bad because there's others out there who will join me. If you dare, feel free to join me on today's workout of the day and hash tag #runningfatchef or tag me on Instagram/Facebook/Twitter/Tumblr posts. Happy Trails and Side Eyes!