Jill came over this morning and we decided to run our final long run before our respective races together. The run started out well, it was cool, but sunny — a great day for running. Around 3k in, that changed.
It began to hail.
And so that’s how this entire run went. It would hail and we would yell. Then it would get sunny and we would rejoice. Over and over and over again, until we made it home.
The weather would be like that for the rest of the day. I brought my plants inside (and covered the ones in the ground in tarps), just in case there’s frost. Yes, FROST, in May.
If you don’t believe global warming is real, you can go to hell.
The run, beyond the weather, was unremarkable. We did 10 and 1s and didn’t push ourselves. My achilles twinged here and there, as did my knee, but at this point, there’s nothing I can do. I’ll make it though the week. I’ll make it through the race. After that, we can assess the permanent damage this whole “running a marathon” has done to my body.
We’re off to NS on Wednesday. I am so excited to go home!
The run: 15.6k in 1:45:15