We ended up running on Sunday because another storm was supposed to roll in during the early morning hours on Saturday; when I heard thunder booms around 5:45 am on Saturday morning, I was glad that we'd already made the decision to push the run back a day, when the weather was supposed to be clear. It's a nice benefit of running with a small group - less people are impacted if you change up long run days. I ran with Diane, which was good - we chatted as we chugged uphill for the first two miles (who designed this route?! oh yeah, that would be me). We set out to do 6 miles, but I guess we had a little bit of spring break fever (it had just started in our town) and we ended up only running 4.3 miles. And we were fine with that. Sometimes, you just have to know when to call it. Of course, Diane will be running a half marathon this coming weekend, so she was in taper mode; I was simply in lazy mode.
Once everyone came in, we went to Blue Baker; we had a great time there but if you can believe this, not only did we not get any extra goodies from the bakers (mainly, I suspect, because our guys weren't there, this being Sunday, different staff were working), but I didn't buy a cinnamon twist either! That was an accident; I plead runner's brain. Amazingly, we survived a day without baked goods.
I had an early appointment on Monday morning, so I couldn't run - well, I could have, but with the time change, there was no way I was waking up at what my body thought was 3:45 am...I'm not that dedicated! I ran yesterday with Jeff - he's off this week, so we went to a park for a 3.5 mile run that included enough elevation changes to challenge my still-tight calves.
Then we went to Blue Baker for breakfast, and split a cinnamon twist. And all was right in my little world: