This was one cold morning. The wind wasn't so bad - but it was cold. I had to don the face mask thing I bought a few weeks ago that fogs up my glasses. As if running wasn't a pain enough.
I got outside at 5:3oam. The park wasn't that crowded this morning - not a soul was found. A few mornings ago I heard an owl which was nice.
And, this morning as I did lunges in the back yard while my dog chased me around thinking we were playing a game, we caught sight of a lonely rabbit hopping down the ally.
So, to summarize my Ironman training experience thus far: it's been mostly silent time, spent observing nocturnal woodland creatures, in the cold dark, under three layers of polypropylene.
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