Whelp, it appears we are at the inevitable impasse that hangs on the edge of fall as it slips into winter. That time of year where just about everything pumpkin emerges from the shadows and covers itself in the autumn red and yellow of fall as it cozies up with a pair of Uggs and a turtle neck sweater, paired with a fashionable scarf. And while I’ve spent the last 24 years or so avoiding this barrage of pumpkin, with the exception of a slice or two of pie, I fully accepted the fact that fall is in full swing, and indulged in a pumpkin spice latte the other day. Which to my amazement was pretty damn good. So as I remove this rock I’ve been sheltering myself under for some time, it seems like an appropriate time to look ahead in anticipation as winter looms around the corner.
With my freshmen experience out of the way, it seems to me that the season may have snuck up on us a bit this year. With temps bouncing back and forth from almost freezing to 70’s, it seems I may have given myself the false hope that winter wouldn’t show up this year. Don’t get me wrong, I love the snow as much as anyone else, but knowing the duration of last winter, I was hoping not to tempt the fates. As a few snow flurries came through our workout yesterday, I can no longer cover my eyes, ears and mouth, as the rest of my body is blanketed in the brisk air that precedes the sub-zero temps of winter. However, much like my pumpkin spice latte experience, I have the sneaking suspicion of surprising myself with what may come as I put my head down and look to get in some heavy workloads in potentially miserable conditions. And while my teammates and I are simply dancing with the early morning crisp air, cursing its name just prior to the warm-up, we will be facing much more frigid weather in the months to come, more often than not accompanied with a smile on our faces as the miles we run warm our souls with excitement and anticipation. Unfortunately, the unavoidable indoor workout will occur more than I care to fathom.
Soon enough we will be becoming close friends with the treadmills at Lifetime Fitness as we spend hours, yes, hours (as in more than one) sweating our way through some sub threshold runs and 15-10-10-5’s. Once that happens, I invite all to come to what I shall deem as treadmill parties. Everyone can keep up with treadmill pace, so excuses simply won’t be allowed. Nothing beats hard work and pools of sweat, so be sure to bring plenty of fluids to replenish your losses. In the meantime you can still find us out on any number of trails in the Twin Cities, particularly on our Wacky Wild Wilderness Warrior Wednesday runs as we recoup from our early week workouts and prep ourselves for the second half of our week.
Winter will certainly be here shortly. At the moment, I’m simply enjoying the early morning runs accompanied by good company and the brilliant glow of the full moon that peaks over the horizon of the city. An astounding view, that is worth all the teeth chattering, as you head out the door before the sun. Followed by the warm, inviting aroma of a pumpkin spice latte as I conform my palette to the fall flavors of corporate America.