Saturday’s run totally sucked.
I headed out the door around 1:30 PM, hoping that the weather had warmed up just a little and that the snowplows in the Town of Irondequoit had removed at least some of the 14″ of snow we had received overnight.
Both hopes were dashed within seconds.
Turning west out of the driveway, I ran into a headwind that immediately froze my cheeks and nose (the day’s temperatures were about 14F/-10C with the wind chill at about 0F/-17C — not the coldest I’ve ever run in, but pretty close). Then, it was into the slush and snow. I was running on a skating rink, and my hips and my lower back immediately began to ache as a result.
I wasn’t even a tenth of a mile in. Continue reading