24 miles, Cambridge, Boston, Brookline, Newton, Wellesley, Natick
40 degrees F
Every two weeks, I have a scheduled long run on Sunday that is my longest-run-yet. This run was so long that running from my house to my parents’ house wasn’t enough distance and I had to run a loop around Boston before heading west.
Twenty-four is pretty close to IT. The big one. The 26.2 that haunts me in my sleep. Also haunting me is the $4k fundraising requirement. Click here if you can spare a few dollars and can donate. I am SO CLOSE to my goal! And that’s without even selling my t-shirts yet. (All of the money goes to the Natick Community Organic Farm, to be clear). I mostly want to finish fundraising so I can focus on accomplishing one of the extremely important goals I’ve had since childhood. I can’t even get excited for the race yet because I’m worrying about the fundraising. Other goals I’ve discarded since childhood: become a dentist, own a dog named Pig, buy a house on my parents’ street so we can live very close forever. Sorry, M&D.
Today’s running fashion photo comes by way of my sister’s candid camera. As you can see, I’m wearing my basic staples of black spandex, blue tech jacket, boy-scout bandana and Bruins hat. I’m sporting a belt/fanny pack that will help me carry my phone and food during the marathon; this was its trial long run. This run started around 30-something degrees and ended much warmer hours later, so I was forced to dress for the cold and deal with potential heat later. Yes, Olive is nearly my height and we weigh the same. I took an ice bath not soon after, featuring buckets of snow from the yard.
This Running Fashion segment was meant to demonstrate the change in temperature as the weeks passed….However, if you look back at all of these posts, I’m wearing basically the SAME THING because the cold has yet to let up. So much for a series of transition photos; this has become “Stef Wears Crap, Looks Like Crap to Stay Warm”. Apologies and secret hopes for the upcoming season that shall remain unnamed. I don’t want to scare it away.