I ran my first marathon as a teenager in 1981 with my Dad (The Coronado Marathon). Since then I've run St, George (3x) Utah Valley (3x) Ogden (1 full, 2 halves) Park City (1 x) Boston Marathon (1x) Washington DC (1x) Moab Half Marathon (6x) ,Ye Old Freedom Festival 5 & 10K (a million x) and many others.
But I'm all done with that now. I'm officially a jogger.
Having a cold is such a bummer. Everything is harder when you feel like you weigh 500 pounds and your lungs don't work right. It's all that Spring weather (plus extra strength kid germs) that does it to me every time. At least I got out today. It felt good and it was pretty outside.
Ran so slowly. Passed Sasha and Jeff on the trail -- I said I was glad it's friday. I enjoy the cold for running, but I am sick of it overall. What's up with spring blossoms and snow, and all the cracked trees? What about 10 inches of snow on Thursday? Global warming indeed.
Thankfully Marion was back from St. George and suggested we go together. So we ran from Will's to Vivian Park for 17. She makes running easy and fun. Ran into Marisa who is training for a Wasatch Back Ultra team. The weather became more and more mild as we ran. It's shaped up to be a nice day. When I came home, my toenails all hurt.
