Near the end of October I started jogging again. Every few years or so I get the bug to seriously take up running again. Serious means being able to run a 5k. I could go all sorts of directions when blogging about running. I could talk about he life lesson learned from the rapid improvement or how it improves my mood. What I am going to talk about is the weather. Stupidly, I’ve taken up running outdoors as we transition into winter. Even with my cold weather gear we’ve already had a week were it was too windy and cold to run outside. I might have to jog some on a treadmill… ew. Most places joke about their weather: “if you don’t like the weather just wait an hour”. No place is that more true than in the midwest.
Wednesday before Thanksgiving, I went for a jog. The temperature almost hit 30F and brisk wind blew from the south producing a wind chill of 19F. I wore four layers on top and two below the waist. My fingers and toes got cold and the cold air burned my lungs.. It was not a pleasant experience. I would much rather run when it is 90 than when it is 20. I think sweating is better than freezing.
On Sunday I went for another jog. Again a gale wind blew from the south. The slight difference was the 60 F temperature. I only wore a windbreaker and sweatpants over my usual summer running gear. By the end of my run sweat soaked my clothes.
After work, four days later, I went for another jog. This time it was 40 degrees with a breeze and a slight rain falling. I had a good run. The best since I restarted running.
So that is Illinois weather for you. In less than two weeks we had: 19 degree windchills, 64 degree weather with gusting winds, 40 degrees and raining, and also there was a bonus ice storm mixed in.
Are you all getting sick of these introspective posts? I know I am, but I just don’t have much else to write about right now. I guess I could finally write about my trip to London and Paris. Someday I promise to write those and show off my crooked pictures.
I commented to an online friend, hello Chris Foley, that my life is currently on hold. The circumstances causing this are largely out of my control. The conversation got me thinking. What do I mean life was on hold? How on hold is it? And even during this time what can I do to move forward as a person? Thus follows some nonsensical musings.
What do I mean life is on hold?
Do to health, personal, and financial situations a lot of options in life are currently not possible. It would be unwise to move to a new city or get a new job. Not that I want a new job I like mine. My dream of expating to another country just isn’t possible right now. (note: expating is not a word according to the dictionary, but seriously expatriating sounds so pretentious) Basically, in large life decision needs to be deferred until these situations resolve.
How on hold is it?
Not nearly as much as I make out. I like to use this as an excuse to be lazy. Anybody who knows me IRL knows that I am generally pretty lazy and always like to take the easy way out. There are still legitimate limitations. I had to stop jogging because it aggravated my health issue. I can’t take a long vacation.
What can I do to move forward as a person?
I need to think about what I am moving forward toward. The first question is what type of person do I want to be? Once I have determined that I can consider what type of life that person will live. Here is where I list all the juicy details of what type of person I want to be and what steps I am going to take while “on hold” to get there. Sorry. I am going to keep most of that private. I will give you a few snippets
I want to be the kind of person who is:
- outgoing friendly and accepting
- expresses himself artistically at times
- can be counted on (sometimes) to get things done
A few things I can do beginning now to help achieve my goals
- wake up earlier
- write everyday
- take more pictures
- read books and blogs that will help with professional development