|California Super Storm|
"But why is this so stupid, Krista?" you ask.
Because it just so happens that this weekend (and probably for the next ten days) we are under extreme weather alert. Its our little mini west coast version of hurricane Sandy. We like to call it a Storm Siege California or California Super Storm. You know. Whatever makes it sound like California is going to fall off the edge of the continent at any moment will describe this storm perfectly. And no Super Storm would be complete without catastrophic activity like "Widespread Flooding," "Mudslides," "Damaging Winds," and "High Avalanche Danger."
So I'm driving about two and a half hours to get to the coast so I can volunteer to run for 20 miles in the downpour. On steep muddy hills. Ahhhh... brings back memories of Rodeo Valley last Spring. The Northface Endurance Challenge takes place on the same trail. At least I know what I'm in for. Ugggh.
|Deep mud. Impossible to run on. Nearly impossible to walk in.|
So I'm trying to strategize my running wardrobe for the weekend. I will have to suffice with running tights, a performance shirt, rain jacket and billed hat to keep the rain out of my face (my jacket hood is useless since the pull cord to tighten it is broken). I'm torn with wearing my rain jacket since hill climbing makes me hot. Weather like this always makes me wonder why we even wear clothes at all. My skin is better at wicking away moisture than performance wear. I suppose if this were a Super Storm in Hawaii I might consider less clothing, but its going to be a tad chilly on the mainland.
And since I'm sweeping (I've never swept a race before) I'm figuring I should be self supported since people will probably be closing up aid early due to the weather. With that, I will be lugging my hydration pack along as well. At the very least its another layer that could keep me dry.
So I'll consider this part of my training for foul weather. When else am I going to get to experiment with this shit?
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