did the Republic Airport Leap Year 5k last night/this am. Started@ 11:59:59. Way cool ("way?" gettin' a lil' caucasian there eh wot? Blame my Mother, no wait, even she'd shit if she heard that).
Prediction was for 3-6 in. snow. Went to see The Other Boleyn Girl (wow, REALLY caucasian there!!!), a surprisingly great (yes great) film. Used it as a filler before the run, but on its own merits quite good. So, after the flick, it's 10:30, snow started. Revised forecast says snow, then much later rain, with accumulation of 1 inch (insert favorite caucasian joke, on a roll now!!!).
Get to sign in, they recognize me from their prior events. Good bunch of peeps, Tri and Du It, regular guys/triathletes-us. We joke that we should delay the run until we get some serious accumulation. Steep fee: $30, but good stuff in return-also-how much are you willing to pay to run on a runway? Steep cost also due to size of company (can't resist: size matters, ok feel better now).
Wait until after they call everyone to the start (like I wanna wait 15 minutes in precip???), dressed-again-as the unibomber (when you have a look that works...). By the start, it has turned to rain-shit. Hate rain, hate it, don't like it ("but it makes the flowers grow," use plastic flowers!). Good thing for preregging.
A real downpour, rain bad/snow good. But the run itself(conditions notwithstanding), not bad at all. St.Francis served me well. 5k's are too short-more fun than anything (when you do marathons n' hit your stride @ 21, 'nuff said). My benchmark was nowhere to be found-but I passed Fred on the last turn around (as in-he was on the tailend of the turnaround, why the HELL does he line up in front???).
Exhanged some bs with familiar peeps-we all agree running in snow is fun, rain sUUUUUUUUcks (hate rain, hate it!!!), n'ifwe hadn't preregged we would'a passed. But then again G steps in-leap year don't happen every day (or year either), so you gotta do it. Most say they won't do the Runner's Edge fun run this am-we'll see.
Love to do this one again next year (yes, that was a joke. If you didn't get it, double your meds)
Came home, 'natch Sybil's up (sleep by day...) asked where I was. Like It has a right to know. Really has no clue. On a typical (?) evening, Keith n' I will be hanging, she'll up n' split. I have to fight myself NOT to ask him where It went.
...March 1...yes...the Christmas treeis STILL up...
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