16mi. A peak at the radar online would have most bail out on any planned run today… it was green rain and yellow storms across the whole state. I woke up not to the sound of the radio alarm, but to static, I must have blown out the FM station I usually get when I wake, so by some luck I woke a 4:32am and saw it was time to go. No early morning exercises this time!
I met Chiara and Steve Bernstein to do the PGA and back route. It was drizzling, so I chose not to keep my shirt on, I figured wet is wet, I had visions of getting plowed by a big red blip on the weather.com screen. We ran with no water there and back. I used the visor light and a rear blinking light. A very weak one that needs either batteries or replacement. The only memorable thing about the first six miles was seeing a few cyclists zip by in the early pre-dawn mist, and Chiara rolling her ankle on a rock causing her to fall. She scraped the same knee as per the Carlin Park tumble she took into the woods – but no bad injuries this time either. Once back at the store, only a few people were collecting to make the jog to the inlet and back. I ran with Linda, Steve, Chiara and a few other guys that surged up to us then dropped back. A quick bathroom stop at the pier had us turn for home into more of a breeze than we had coming up. I don’t mind that, Steve and I spoke about cycling all while noticing that the breezes were now sustained winds. I joked about my visor getting thrown off, that’s almost what happened at the water stop half way to the store. We kept a good pace coming home, I was tired and the long grey lululemon shorts I chose were rubbing bare on my legs and crotch. Next time they get compression shorts as an underlayer.
Breakfast at Hurricane Cafe with Chiara, then home to tile and rest.