Yesterday, I had another run. This is one of those runs that might classify me as certifiably crazy. With windchill, the temperature out there was -31c (-24f), otherwise known as really bloody cold!
We did 18 km (11.2mi), the longest distance I've done so far. When I arrived in the parking lot, Jen and I were both getting ready - changing shoes, taking off my warm car coat... She held up a little tube of vaseline. That's right, when it's this cold, you risk frostbite with any exposed skin. So, I lubed up the part of my face that wasn't covered - which was just a small area around my eyes. Perhaps I should wear ski goggles next time?
Surprisingly, it wasn't as bad as I was expecting. Early on, I thought I might even be overdressed, but when we hit a more exposed section with stronger wind, I wasn't regretting any of those layers. We did two 8km (5mi) loops with an extra 2km (1.2mi) thrown in at the end. Upon finishing I had little globules of ice on my eyelashes.
Definitely some extreme conditions, and I'd be quite happy for spring to come and stay.
In other (BIG) news, I weighed in today at 199.6 pounds this morning. That's ONE hundred ninety nine point six. There is no longer a two at the beginning of that number, and there never will be again. That gives me a weekly loss of 1.4 and a total loss of 44.2. To be honest, I would have loved to see more, but 1.4 is quite respectable at this point in my journey, and it leaves me no room to slack on my nutrition if I want to stay under 200 this week.
Home stretch baby! Before I know it, I'll be at a completely healthy weight.