Waiting until noon to run? Madness, I say!
Being a dataphile and a consummate geek, I wore my heart rate monitor to bed so I could check my resting heart rate when I woke this morning. I wasn’t going to be jarred awake by the alarm due to the late opening, so it seemed like as good a time as any. The results were pretty phenomenal. My RHR is currently 45 beats per minute. That’s pretty solid in the athlete zone!
The only positive I found to the church forcing the Y to stay closed until noon is that I was able to go out and deal with the Snowpocolypse – 3+ inches of fresh snow as well as packed ice from the earlier storms. Shoveling the drive and hacking at the ice sheet was actually a decent upper body workout. Silver linings, I suppose.
Then it was finally time to go run.