The past few weeks has been colder than usual in Brussels. If I closed my eyes, I could have easily been at my parents home in the US-Canada border. I haven't lived in Upstate NY since college and needless to say, I do not miss the winters. To run a spring marathon means that you have to deal with adverse weather, especially in the beginning of training, which can be challenging. It also does not help that I despise treadmills therefore indoor running is not an option.
Additionally, I've declare that running my personal record in Madrid this spring is not an option. As I run, I visualize a big 4:20 flashing through the finish line. I picture myself drinking bottles upon bottles of cava to celebrate such accomplishment. I found myself having these fantasies, freezing in my apartment as the central heating broke in our building. That made it even harder to get out there for a run. Although some days I was lazy during this period, I must say that I stuck to 80% of the schedule during the last few weeks. I layered appopiately, although I looked like a Latina Rainbow Brite with all my mismatched ear warmers, fleeces, and gloves.
The snow and ice were a challenge and I am still surprised that I did not take a fall. I was happy to run around the Lakes of Ixelles as the trails were clean. I was also surprised that the trails behind my job in Diegem were also cleaned up. Te rest of the city not quite so. Unlike Upstate NY, Brussels doesn't quite prepare itself for incliment weather. In their defense, this period of snow and freezing temperatures is not as common.
Slowly the city has been warming up this week. Amazing what 10 extra degrees Fahrenheit. This morning began with showers but I was relieved that it was mild and dry by lunchtime. I took the opportunity to run 5 miles and the unexpected happened, the sun came out. Mild weather in the high 40's (Fahrenheit) with sun felt glorious after running in freezing temperatures. Hopefully the Groundhog is not applicable to Belgium and this is the last we see of this awful weather.
Additionally, I've declare that running my personal record in Madrid this spring is not an option. As I run, I visualize a big 4:20 flashing through the finish line. I picture myself drinking bottles upon bottles of cava to celebrate such accomplishment. I found myself having these fantasies, freezing in my apartment as the central heating broke in our building. That made it even harder to get out there for a run. Although some days I was lazy during this period, I must say that I stuck to 80% of the schedule during the last few weeks. I layered appopiately, although I looked like a Latina Rainbow Brite with all my mismatched ear warmers, fleeces, and gloves.
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| The start of a very cold week |
Slowly the city has been warming up this week. Amazing what 10 extra degrees Fahrenheit. This morning began with showers but I was relieved that it was mild and dry by lunchtime. I took the opportunity to run 5 miles and the unexpected happened, the sun came out. Mild weather in the high 40's (Fahrenheit) with sun felt glorious after running in freezing temperatures. Hopefully the Groundhog is not applicable to Belgium and this is the last we see of this awful weather.















