About 15 minutes after I finished my 5-mile run this afternoon, it started raining, then hailing, and now a snow blizzard. My wife knew I was going running, but I was finishing some changes on a family-history web site and was procrastinating going out. She reminded me a couple of times that a storm was coming, and I decided I'd better heed her warning and leave. Now, as I look out the window at the snow (flakes almost falling horizontal) I'm glad I'm not on the Parkway path.
During my run the temperature was in the low to mid 40s (F), but it is now 37. During my run there was a stiff south wind blowing, probably with gusts about 15 mph. The half of the run in which I was running north wasn't bad, because the wind was a tail wind. I kept a ratio of 118 left-foot-steps running and 66 lfs walking. The other half of the run was a different story. I could tell I was getting tired trying to maintain my pace against the wind, so I slowed down and did more walking. When I first started, there was some sun mixed with dark clouds, but as my run progressed, the clouds increased and it started to sprinkle. Not much rain, but enough to make a noise as the drops hit my wide-brimmed hat.
I only saw two people on the path — a walker with a big dog and another runner. I hope they made it back to their cars OK. I picked up several pieces of trash. Most of the trash out to about 20 feet from the path is gone. Next, I'll work on the trash further out in the tall grass and bushes.
My wife commented a few minutes ago that she is glad we have a warm house. I agreed and also thought I'm glad to have her as my guardian angel!
