It will be spring in a few days, but I'm sitting here watching the sleet accumulate in the grass in my front yard. A half hour ago, I was running in that sleet. Twenty two miles, to be exact. Mapped out a new course this morning and set out just before noon. It was just raining then; the sleet came much later, but temp was in the mid-30s and falling. Ran past my office, then down Turner St. all the way down to Lake Fayetteville, then down the hill to the Fayetteville trail system, and turned around at the fence of the UA cross country course. Funny thing -- the Garmin said 11.01 miles at the turnaround and 22.09 when I got home, and I ran exactly the same course.
One thing I can say, I'm not ready for a marathon right now, at least based on this run. This run may have been a HTFU, but it was also kinda dumb on my part. I haven't run more than 14.5 miles in one day since Memphis (and that was last Saturday) and here I add another 7.5 miles to that. Not smart. I finished, but not smart. And given the weather, fairly dangerous. I could easily imagine hypothermia on a run like today. And I probably wasn't far from it. Took a hot shower to warm up when I got home, then a lukewarm "ice bath." Have my feet propped up now as I type and listen to Hog baseball (we're winning). Unless I bounce back very quickly from this, I don't think I'm gonna run Hogeye. | 