It seems like all my bitching about the weather has come back to bite me a little bit.
ME: God this cold weather sucks! Screw this cold blah blah blah bling blam blah. (I’m paraphrasing myself.)
WEATHER GODS: Oh yeah, buddy? Here’s your cold weather. How do you like record highs for Memorial Day Weekend in Buffalo? Hah? Dick.
ME: Ah, shit.
It’s supposed to be 90 in Buffalo on Saturday, plus the humidity, so the heat index will be like 2000 degrees. Luckily I’m not running Saturday, but even Sunday morning it’s gonna start at 70 with high humidity and get warmer. Got an email from the organizers today urging hydration and, quote, “[preparing] mentally by understanding that this may not be a PR day”.
Ah the vagaries of Great Lakes weather. Yes I know, I know, OK. I’m done bitching about it. Sorry.
I am running the half, and at least will be off the course before 8:30 AM, so that’s a plus. And, also, Buffalo Marathon has its own beer! Brewed by Flying Bison Brewery, and called Mile 27. (It will be mile 14 for me, but hey, that’s OK. Guess I’ll just have to have two of them).
In other news, I found out something else I shouldn’t do before a big race. Took B to the batting cages a couple of days ago and we got one of those magic tokens that spit never ending pitches out at you. My rib cage is killing me. Note to self – don’t do athletic stuff you don’t normally do prior to a half.
Anyway, still gunning for that PR, but I don’t know what will happen. Might have to wait till my half in the fall. Or, maybe I’ll show the weather gods who’s boss. At least until next time.