Yesterday when I woke up at 5 I looked at the temperature as I let the dog out. 42 degrees. I felt glad I was waiting another two hours to leave on my run. Temperature when I left the house at 7 am? 39 degrees. In South Mississippi. In early October. Wasn’t I complaining about the heat just like 2-3 weeks ago? We seriously went from morning temps of high 70s to 40s in the span of a week. Crazy, but good for me. I’m from New Jersey. I am used to running in the cold and snow because that’s when training begins for the spring track season. The cold air felt great to me. By one mile in I felt great. Plus, I was sporting my new Garmin (aside: I had first received my Garmin weeks ago only to discover it would not work and had to get it exchanged. This was my first run with a working Garmin.) Five miles never seemed to flow so well. And I finished in 42 minutes. That makes for an average pace of 8:20. This is far faster than I was running a mere 5-6 weeks ago. I have felt so encouraged by this week and excited about the training to come. Bring it!