“I can’t feel my toes!”
I was standing at the start line of the Love Run Half Marathon. About 100 feet back ready to claim my starting position.
Odd for me, I was 30 minutes early. My dad was standing next to me. Offering conversation and to hold my extra clothes when it was time for me to set out to run.
I jumped up and down. I moved around. But nothing would stop the shiver that went from my head to my toes and then back to my head again.
I was freezing.
I loved my shoes up to this point. Saucony Men’s Guide 9. Beautiful grey with bits of orange and yellow. I have always hated that shoe manufacturers think I want to wear a pink shoe because I am a girl. Not only that, they don’t make a single shoe for men in pink, and I bet some man out there loves the color pink.
So I wear men’s shoes. With normal colors. Lots of support. Large toe box. I didn’t even realize until this day, all the shoes I run in have a mesh front. A mesh front that REALLY lets the cold in.
I was so cold as I stood there waiting for the start of the race, my feet were so cold, that I took my scarf and hat off and wrapped each of my feet in them. This surprisingly helped a lot.
I knew I would eventually warm up once I got going, but waiting was hard. The time came to undress out of winter gear. My lovely father took all my warm clothes as I started my race. I was cold for a while. I could not feel my feet until mile 2. I was concerned I would twist an ankle and not even know it because I couldn’t feel them anyway.
I ran so very fast that day. Probably just trying to warm up. I was chasing heat. I got my PR that day in the half, along with my best 5K and 10K splits:
My throat burned from the cold. My fingers didn’t return to a normal color for a long time after the race. And I ran on cold feet. Literally.
The summer is winding down now. There have been days I came home from running outside in the summer heat and humidity and had to peel my clothes off. They made a loud “thunk” when they hit the bottom of the laundry bin as if I had just gotten out of a pool.
When the clothes “thunk” I think about the day I ran with frozen feet. On the day I ran with frozen feet I thought about the heat. Both are extreme ends. And point to the happy middle: pleasant temperature run days, which are right around the corner.
Hello Fall!! My favorite running season. I have missed you so!!