Baby it's cold outside

Tuesdays are a run day for me. I was thinking 3 miles sounded like a good number today. By the time I got home though the temperature had dropped and I had zero desire to run in the cold. So I forced myself to go to the gym. Let me just say that running on the treadmill is the worst form of torture. There's nothing like watching the seconds slowly tick by while your mileage barely climbs to make me want to do core strengthening instead. So after 2 1/4 miles that's what I did - an embarrassing amount of push-ups, sit-ups, plank and stretching. But on a cold Tuesday evening when I'd rather be home drinking champagne, I'd call that a success!