A few weeks ago, my husband had an appointment at the hospital, and they had advised him he wouldn’t be able to drive home. I had planned to run in the afternoon and didn’t see how to fit my run into the day if I had to spend the afternoon at the hospital. My husband had a great idea: he would take the car to the hospital, and I would run over there to drive him home. It sounded perfect.
The weather on my phone said 35F. Chance of precipitation: 10%. I put on my coat and hat and headed out. It started to snow when I reached the corner. Hmm, I thought, freak snowflakes.
A mile later, it looked like this:
The snow was very, very wet. Thankfully, it wasn’t cold. I had to keep stopping to wipe the snow off my
At mile 3, it looked like this:
I don’t have a photo of me at the hospital, but I can say I was really grateful for the dry clothes I had sent in my husband’s bag.
What’s the craziest weather you’ve run through?