Well apparently Shanghai is too cool to have an autumn. It went form 25’c one day to 10’c the next. So all of sudden I am having to go from planning my how to manage sweat patches to starving off the goosebumps.
It is messing with my mind a bit. In Wellington pretty much when the sun and blue skies are out it wont be that cold. But here its crisp as. This Friday as I rode my bike to work in t-shirt and hoodie I felt like I was skiing naked down the slopes of Cadrona. ( Sorry for the mental imagery that will stay with you all day, if you are reading this blog in the morning)
Not wanting the elements to break my routine I set off for a run on Saturday. It was 0’c. I hadn’t really registered what that would mean so I set off in my stop me sweaty adidas Climacool / Formotion t-shirt and my breathable running shorts. When the lift opened downstairs I thought I had got out on the wrong continent and was somewhere in arctic circle. I hardened up and employed the old Ill warm up as I run theorem.
However after about 20mins I still had no sensation in my feet and my nipples were reaching the intersections about half a minute before the rest of me.
I had taken the precaution of wearing gloves but that wasn’t really helping the situation. People were staring at me hard out today, but more likely at my choice of running attire. My kit was a juxtaposition to the majority who were supporting full Siberian snow search and rescue trench coats.
About 40 minutes into my run I was still mostly numb but realized I was now starting to experience pain in my nether region. I then came to the realization that wearing shorts with extra ventilation was a bit of a poor idea in these conditions. Suffice to say I sacrificed one of my gloves to full time todger duty to fight the good fight against frostbite. The story ends well as all of me made it home eventually after 17k’s out and about.
Perhaps I will stick to running on the treadmill for the time being.
Sunday, December 7, 2008
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