Hopping on the Bandwagon

Ange and I actually had a conversation over the past week about what we were going to do with the blog: keep it going or kill it (I mean, let's be honest, poor ol' RTIF has been on life support since November).  We were going about 50/50 either way, but I couldn't have been happier when Ange gchatted me this morning and told me she had blogged.  And so now I'm back on the blogging path.  I'm a sucker for peer pressure, what can I say.

Unlike Ange, I am not running a half marathon in seven weeks....I have my eye set on the Pittsburgh half marathon in May, though nothing is set in stone yet.  I am trying to get back on track in terms of running in general, as the cold, dark, winter nights have put a serious cramp in my after work paths.  I mean, when given the choice between sweatpants and wine and whipping wind and single digit windchills, my immediate instinct is to go with the sweatpants and wine.  But I am starting to miss the defined abs that I was showing off towards the end of marathon training (they have since given way to Christmas cookies, kielbasa, red wine, beer, vodka, tequila, Andre, bagels, copious amounts of cheese, and well, I think you get the idea).  

However! This blogging break has given me the opportunity to brainstorm for new posts, including how to dress for running when it's collddddd.  Although if you're co-blogger Ange, you will probably add a sweatsuit over what I suggest.  The girl has a body temperature that is a permanent 18 degrees colder than mine.  It's just science.  

Up tomorrow: how to run in the Arctic chill.