Â People come to Florida to escape the cold, nasty winter weather of wherever they come from. If you ask Bill Bradley, he’ll tell you about some ofÂ our reallyÂ bad weatherÂ run adventures. Whether it was rain, wind, snow or a combination of all three, we went out. On one of the runs, we had a chance to turn around a mile into the run and we passed it up. The snow was heavy and the wind was blowing hard (I’d say gale force but it probably wasn’t quite that strong).
We ran an 8 mile out and back from Green Street to Sager Road. On the way back we were coming up the hill just South of the corner of Cook and Quimby. We got about 10 yards apart and, withÂ the heavy snow being blown all around, we completely lost sight of each other. We decided that day was the benchmark for the worst weather we would go out in.
So here it is at 9 AM when everyone in the running group is out running in Michigan and I’m in Florida sittingÂ inside. The weather report for SundayÂ for Hudson was an 80% chance of rain with some wind and a chance of thunderstorms. Since I don’t like running in the rain, and I never run in thunderstorms, I ran my 12 miles yesterday. So I guess that means when the Trilanders Triathlon ClubÂ has their next meeting, I’ll have to stand up and say “My name is Jack and I’m a weather weenie”.
Everyone who runs knows that there are some days that you have to drag yourself out to run, and often have to fight yourself not to quit in the first mile. On other days, you feel comfortable from the first step and you feel like you could run all day.Â Ever since the Ironman Wisconsin race, I’ve had those difficult runs where I’ve never felt comfortable, my heart rate was high, and I got tired quickly. Not yesterday. I started out comfortable and never got tired. At two hours I felt like I could keep going forever,Â but knew that would be a big mistake. So,Â as of today, in my training for the Bayshore Marathon, I’ve had one good run day.
Jean is spending less time on the run and more time on the bike. We had been riding a flat stretch of the Suncoast Bike Trail from Hwy 52 to Hwy 54 and back, a round trip of 21.5 miles. When I was back in Michigan, she rode with some people from Buffalo, New York on a different part of the Suncoast. There are a few cross streets that you have to get by, but only two have very much traffic. TheÂ ride starts near the YMCA where we lift weights and goes North. The first 6 miles is a fairly flat warm up. After Hwy 50 (yes, the same one that goes through Clermont for you Great Floridian veterans), it becomes rolling. By the time it gets to US 98, it has some prettyÂ good hills. Not like Ironman Wisconsin or Lake Placid, but definitely hilly.
The entire ride from the park where we start to 98 and back is around 36 miles. Jean wants to get her mileage up so she has some base going into the 24 Hour Challenge, which she plans to do this year for the first time. She says she’ll only do the 125 mile loop and then quit, but I’ll believe that when I see it.
Well, I’d better sign off. I’m trying to muster up the courage to go out to the local IHOP for pancakes. With this terrible weather (OK, it’s only sprinkling and it’s 60 degrees), we may be the only ones there.
Just (I’m Afraid to Get Wet) Jack