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Chilled Steps, Clear Mind
I started my run at 4:01 AM, greeted by a crisp 12°C chill that stuck to my skin and quickly seeped into my bones. Within ten minutes, I couldn’t feel my fingertips. And by the time I returned home, I was so frozen I struggled to unlock the front door, my hands stiff, numb, and barely functional.
But in that discomfort, something shifted. That morning’s run 21.61 kilometres in the dark, on cold asphalt, with no music and no company, reminded me why I started running in the first place.
The Reason Behind the Madness
Most people wouldn’t understand voluntarily running for over two hours in the cold. But for runners, especially those of us who’ve been doing this for a while, these sessions become sacred.
I began running in 2014, driven by a need to change my life. I was overweight, sluggish, and struggling with low energy levels. Health was my motivator. I joined Khayelitsha Athletics Club in 2015, in the Western Province region under ASA (Athletics South Africa). That community gave me structure, accountability, and belonging. In 2022, I moved to Stutterheim Athletics Club under the Border region, a move that brought fresh perspective and reignited my competitive edge.
But this particular morning wasn’t about competition or training plans. It was about reconnecting with something deeper. I needed a reset.
The Run
Over the course of 21.61 km, my body told a story; not through words, but through numbers. I burned 1,618 calories, maintained an average cadence of 167 steps per minute, and logged an average heart rate of 170 bpm. My pace hovered around 6 minutes 42 seconds per kilometre, consistent and steady throughout the run.
The route wasn’t flat either. According to my data, I climbed a total of 216 metres in elevation, a surprising amount considering I didn’t actively seek out hills. Every rise in the road was a small challenge, but also an opportunity to test, to learn, and to feel.
According to Dr. Ross Tucker, an exercise physiologist, moderate elevation gain during endurance training enhances muscular strength and aerobic capacity by recruiting additional muscle fibres. That morning, my legs definitely earned their keep.
Cadence, Heart Rate, and Control
While I don’t always train by numbers, I’ve learned to appreciate the feedback my body gives me through data. A cadence of 167 steps per minute falls comfortably within the commonly recommended range of 170-180 spm, which is often associated with improved running efficiency and reduced risk of injury.
My heart rate average of 170 bpm might seem high, but it’s not unusual given the conditions - cold weather, rolling hills, and the emotional intensity of an early morning solo run. Sustained high heart rate zones during aerobic exercise improve VO₂ max (maximum oxygen uptake), a key predictor of endurance performance.
What the numbers don’t show is the way my thoughts cleared with every kilometre. How the rhythmic sound of my footfall became a chant. How by kilometre 14, I wasn’t thinking about the cold anymore, I was thinking about how good it felt to just move.
Brutal, but Worth It
I won’t sugarcoat it; the cold was brutal. I didn't wear gloves, and within a few minutes of running I couldn't feel my hands. My breath fogged the air, and my thighs stung in the wind. Still, I welcomed it.
Running in lower temperatures has proven benefits. According to a study published in the Journal of Strength and Conditioning Research, cooler climates can help runners maintain effort for longer without overheating or early fatigue. That’s exactly what I experienced. My effort remained steady, even as my hands stopped working.
When I got home, I stood at the door fumbling with the keys. My fingers simply wouldn’t grip. I had to use both hands, clumsily and with growing frustration, just to twist the key in the lock. I could have cursed the cold, but instead I laughed, because that discomfort reminded me that I was alive, awake, and deeply in tune with my body.
A Mental Reset
I hadn’t planned this run as anything special. But sometimes, the unscheduled sessions are the ones that have the biggest impact. I’d been feeling flat for some days. No fire, no drive, no urgency. Every run felt like a chore. I was drifting. This run shifted something.
Out there on those quiet, frost-lined roads, I remembered the version of myself that got up at sunrise to run 10 km before work. The one who believed that small consistent efforts, done often enough, change lives. The one who celebrated every sweaty finish as a victory.
I didn’t need a medal or a finish line. I needed that clarity, the understanding that the discipline of showing up is where the magic lies.
Why We Keep Going
Running is many things. It’s therapy. It’s escape. It’s growth. And on days like this, it’s a reminder of what we’re capable of when comfort is stripped away.
I ran 21.61 km alone. I climbed 216 metres. I burned 1,618 calories. But what I gained cannot be measured, confidence, control, and clarity.
So, if you find yourself losing momentum, don’t wait for inspiration. Lace up your shoes. Step outside. Embrace the chill. Let the road remind you of who you are when no one is watching.
Final Thought
The next time you’re tempted to snooze the alarm or skip a session because it’s “too cold” or “too early”, remember this: it’s often in those exact conditions that you find your edge. And once you cross that threshold, everything else starts to feel possible again.
There were no medals, no finish line cameras, and no social media updates that morning. Just the road, my breath, and a silent promise kept. And in that quiet commitment, I rediscovered something deeper than fitness, purpose.
So, if you’re reading this, standing on the edge of a training slump, wondering whether to lace up, do it. Not because it’s easy. Not because it’s perfect. But because showing up for yourself is one of the most powerful things you can do.
and always remember this sometimes, the run that nearly freezes your fingers is the one that warms your spirit.
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