This weekend’s weather sucked. Especially for marathon training.
I had two options…run my usual Sunday morning in potential 30 degrees, snow and 25 mph winds, or run Saturday in near 50, calm and chance of run.
Obviously I chose Saturday. And looking back, despite how absurd of a run it was, it was still the right choice as this was Sunday morning…
It was nice when I started on Saturday. 48 and overcast but not yet raining. And I was just hoping to get in as many miles as I could before that changed.
I got in 8. Of 20.1.
I had two goals during my run…to go slow and easy and not take walk breaks. And to run as many hills as I could find. And I did both.
Like my elevation chart?
Here’s a few things I learned…
- The larger the puddle you are about to encounter, the higher the probability there will be a car coming, forcing you into it.
- Opening a packet of gel is nearly impossible when you can’t feel your fingers.
- My favorite Red Sox hat is not waterproof.
- My running buddy, however, is. (My phone was the only thing dry post run)
- Wet compression socks are best removed inside out.
- Smiling during miserable conditions make them less miserable.
- Humor is a valuable resource. When I stopped at mile 16 to attempt to eat my gel, I was laughing so hard at just how ridiculous I must have looked. And so didn’t care what anyone who passed by would have thought in that moment.
But the most important thing I learned? Running 20 miles in the rain makes you feel totally badass. 🙂
Happy Tuesday my friends. And happy running!!