Every Thanksgiving I get up at 5am and start getting the turkey ready and doing the rest of the cleaning in the house. This Thanksgiving was a little different because hubby signed us up for the YMCA Turkey Trot 5k. I have been talking about doing a 5k for a long time and apparently he wanted to push me off the high dive. I am really glad he did. I did not do all of the training I had planned on doing, really I did none. i have been doing spin, yoga and Jillian Michaels 30 Day Shred. Great for the body, not great for endurance.
Here are a few pics of hubby and I waiting for the start.
Let me tell you I have 3 - 4 layers on. I think I had 4 layers of shirts, 2 pairs of pants and nylons on and 2 more pairs of socks. I soon was regretting my choice to layer and not just suffer until I warmed up. But I am a huge baby but it was cold, like 20 degrees cold, specifically 17 degrees.
Let me tell you how many excuses can come up at the thought of going to run/walk in 17 degree weather on Thanksgiving day.
So we took off. I had a nice pace going and was feeling pretty good. Then I noticed my shoelace was coming untied, I tried to ignore it but it was making my shoe really loose. I pulled over to the side and tied it and got back in formation. Not too many strides later and I noticed the other one had come undone. Hubby is still going and I stop again. At this point hubby is way ahead of me. So I pick up the pace to catch up with him, not a smart move. I have a hard time breathing this time of year to begin with, but let me tell you, it is nearly IMPOSSIBLE to catch your breath in 17 degree temps.
So I ended up walking a huge portion of the course but I finished, and frankly I am super proud of that!
After Thanksgiving dinner, when everyone left, I got the rest of the food put away and did not get the dishes done. I was pooped! Hubby graciously did them the next day! Thank You Honey!!