This morning when i woke up, it was raining windy and what appeared to be cold. There was a haze over the town. This is what Americans think our weather is like all the time. Regardless of what mother nature does, i still have to run but was not looking forward to it. As i sat eating my breakfast looking out on a typical autumn day i had to remind myself that when i started running it was in the freezing temperatures of Wisconsin's winter. I believe i ran when it was negative10C (15F) so a meek little blustery English autumn day should be nothing.
I donned my running tights, running skirt, a tech T, wool beanie and my windbreaker and headed out. It was LOVELY. The dampness in the air was nice, the wind cool but not cold. I took my hat off after 5 minutes. As i climbed Olivers Mount my view was restricted to maybe 100feet on the road. It felt really good to be running. The air smelled sweet and fresh and felt i was running on clouds. It didn't even bother my that Sally died after .98miles. I ran my usual 3 so didn't really need her anyway.
In general i prefer autumn and winter clothes. I always have. I like to wrap up. Love leather gloves and woolly hats. I've never been a scarf person, but I'm slowly changing that. I have missed wearing my down body warmer, i love the cozy pockets and that i can carry things without a bag. Its great to run in, i can carry a phone and camera and not even notice it. I am truly looking forward to Autumn in the UK for the first time in 7 years.
Bring on running tights, chunky warming soup and leather gloves.