Ordinarily, my transition to spring running is rather seamless.
After training through the winter, I gradually begin to shed layers as the weather warms up.
Having spent much of this past winter indoors, nursing an injury, I never really did acclimate to the cold. I never had to.
So my transition to spring has been a bit more challenging this year.
I never did have the chance to get used to bundling up for 10 degree runs, so now 40 degrees feels cold. In fact, on days when temperatures have been lower, I have opted to keep my runs indoors. Ordinarily, I would make fun of someone who chooses a treadmill over a sunny 35 degree day. But I worry that being too cold will negatively impact my injury. So I choose to stay indoors.
On days when I have gone out, I have dressed a bit warmer than my own guides advise. Cozier feels better. I want to keep my muscles warm. I want to keep my bones warm.
New York has finally begun its thawing process. After a particularly rough winter, it’s nice to see the forecast has a steady week of 50+ days ahead.
But 50 still doesn’t feel warm. Last night, I layered a fleece jacket under a wool coat to meet a friend for dinner nearby. And I was pretty chilly.
So I didn’t know what to expect for this week’s runs. The standard rule for running, is to dress as if it is 20 degrees warmer than it actually is. But I so vaguely recall what 75 degrees feels like. Scorching, perhaps? Or “jacket weather”? I am no longer sure.
Today I headed out for a lunchtime run. It was 55 degrees outside and sunny. I thought I would feel cold, so I chose a long sleeve shirt and a pair of crops.
But there it was, as I stepped out to the door. Warmth.
Today was the first day that I went outside and, before I even started running, thought I could have dressed a little lighter.
Welcome to spring.
It’s time to shed some layers.
Today’s run was an easy 3.5 miles on some of my favorite trails and dirt paths in Central Park. I finished in 30:40 with an average pace of 8:42/mile.