My annual walk to the Tech Shop a week prior to the Harvest Half Marathon to pick up my race package: A pleasant showcase of the beauty of autumnal days in Calgary.
Hazy Shade Of Winter
Except race day. That was a winter tasting menu of high winds and sleet.
With another half marathon planned for 15 days later, I decided to make it a long hard tempo. Knowing Calgary, October 18 could either be more of the same or I get heat stroke.
Down Roads Paved with Star Volunteers
As we started, my foot took a big slip on the timing mat.
Hi 5s & Hills
I'll have whatever the Lululemon cheer squad was having, at least once. Enthusiasm keeps you warm.
After the race had settled down, I'd only been overtaken twice. I accelerated gently in the final k to maintain position.
I mimed putting up an umbrella as I rounded the final turn.
1:34:17, and 15th place.The most hostile weather of my 7 Harvest Halves, though not my slowest one.
It turns out I was pacing myself to stay just ahead of the battle for winning lady, hugging it out afterward.
Wet and windy races tend to make for slow times, but good stories. I'm never stuck for something to say about running, but when a race plays the weather card, it's almost impossible to stop.
Almost, except when there's coffee. While I prefer it dry and sunny, I'll admit that part of me rejoices at defying the weather.