As y'all know, the weather has been crazy all over the south and today was more of it. I feel terrible for all the people who have lost loved ones or their homes by tornadoes the past couple weeks. There have been tornado sightings, but luckily no one in our county has been hurt.
By this evening though, all the tornado watches were off and it looked like a pretty, clear evening for a run. My husband even gave me his blessing- which I was surprised to receive.
I looped around town, dodged a few dogs, and was having a great time until I got about a mile from home and saw storm clouds billowing in the not-too-far-off distance. Normally, I'd just roll along and brace to get wet, but I knew that wasn't the very most responsible thing to do today.
So, I ducked in the nearest building- the hospital- and hunted around until I found someone who let me call my husband to come pick me up.
I felt like a teenager having to call home and admit they've been drinking, asking for forgiveness and a ride. Luckily, my husband played the role of the relieved parent- glad that I'd had chosen the responsible choice in the end. He picked me up out of the visitor's parking lot and I had to settle for 2.5 miles today.
Which leaves me with 2 days left in April and 10.5 miles to go to reach 100! I was already planning to do 5 on Saturday and I think I'll break tomorrow up into 2 short runs- one morning and one evening. (Does that still qualify as tapering?) I can't remember the last time I got 2 runs in one day, so make sure I follow through!