"Cold, Wet and Windy"

I generally embrace "weather", and very rarely do I let it influence my outdoor training plans, certainly not running.  I actually quite enjoy the challenge of any of the above mentioned conditions when they come one at a time.  While not quite so much fun, I can even tolerate 2 of them together.   All three however, tend to make me shrink up just a little.  Today was one such day.  Before I even got out of bed I could hear the rain lashing at the bedroom windows.  On discovering that the temperature was a nice nice balmy 5 degrees I pretty well decided that tomorrow would be a good day for my final race tuneup run.  I went and did groceries.

And that's when I started to get the heebie geebies.  I'm not sure if it was the price of groceries in general that got me going again, or if it was the little wee can of green beans that they wanted $1.49 for!!!  I tell you I feel so naive!  What an incredible rip.  I've been buying vegetables this way for years. There are about a total of 8 whole beans in the can, 8 beans that could not have cost $.05!!  I decided right then and there that I was not gonna do it, and instead headed to the produce section to buy whole, uncooked ones even if it meant a little work.  Guess what?  No freakin fresh beans to be had!  I decided right then and there that next year I was gonna have a garden.  I'm gonna grow anything that I can freeze.  If there's any experts out there that wanna give me some advice, or share a garden project with me, bring it on.  The dirt's on me!

So after getting back home and ranting at Roo til she asked me if I was done, I felt I had no choice.  I needed to go running.

And as so often happens.....it was a great run!  It wasn't really the groceries that finally convinced me to get out there, but rather the realization that it is almost November, and next week I had to run a marathon in Hamilton with every possibility that the weather could be the same or worse.  I did however soften things as much as I could by running loops in the lee of the old psych hospital up the road.  I ran 18 kms at a pace just a bit faster then my plan for the marathon.  Through the whole chilly, drizzly, breezy experience, I just hung on to the fact that it was only 18 kms! Perfect!!

So as per yesterday, while my brain may not be the swiftest processor there is, I believe it's pretty robust.  The willingness to get out there on a day like this makes me proud of myself

(18 kms, 1:24:57)

"When the going gets tough, the tough take a nap"---Tom Hodgkinson

"Bad weather always looks worse through a window"---Tom Lehrer

Love
Peter