It's about -13 degrees outdoors today, and I thought it would be smart to do my scheduled interval training at the gym. Nice and warm, and no running on snow.
As it turned out I had to jump off the band like a million times to dry my head and gulp down more water, and my body was screaming to stop this already. The worst indignity was when I had to go to the ladies (no, no details). In short, it was dreadful, and it will have to be -25 before I do this treadmill thing again.
On reflection, I think I'll rather skip if it gets that cold.
And oh did I forget to mention the boredom?