Day 1 -- I thought I would get in a quick 4 miles, because that is what I do on Sundays.
Day 2 -- I deliberately avoided running all day, because I did not want to get caught up in the craziness. At 9 PM I walked the dog. It was raining and it felt like it was getting warmer. I arrived home, changed my into my running clothes without talking to anyone, and ran a quick 3 miles in the rain and dark.
Day 3 -- I had a cab picking me up at 6:30 for a flight to Seattle. I set my alarm for 4:00 AM and joined the 5:00 AM runners for 5 miles. This proved to be one of the longer days I have had this year, with a four and half hour flight, a three hour meeting, a dinner out with clients, and back to my hotel by midnight.
Day 5 -- Cold! A run at night, with an emphasis on getting it done. Headlamps and tight clothing were worn.
Day 6 -- Colder! A vacation day that turned into a working day with a promise to pick my son up from school at 3:30. At 2:55, I was still on a call and was running out of time. My fastest run of the week, out of necessity not desire.
Day 7 -- Coldest!? My friend Mark was going to run the marathon in Memphis this weekend, but a nasty snow and ice storm turned him away (the marathon was eventually cancelled). I half jokingly, half seriously offered to run 26 miles with him on local roads. He took me up on my offer! Now unfortunately for Mark, but a boon for me, Mark picked up the Marco-flu (see Rick's posts), leaving me with the opportunity to enjoy a more leisurely 7.5 miles in the 'heat' of the day and quick trip though the Isaak Walton trails. I half expected to see Archer there, but we missed one another by an hour or more.