The start of Saturday’s run didn’t seem too bad. Sure, it was only 22 degrees but the sun was shining and there didn’t seem to be any wind. Until I got to the four mile mark and turned around to head back toward home. Then it hit me square in the face – a stiff, cold wind. No wonder the first half of the run was easy, I had a strong wind at my back. The second half was a different story. In fact, I changed my route and cut over a block and tried to zig-zag though side street and behind businesses to use buildings as wind blocks. It worked a little in spots but overall it was a chilly return trip.
So, next time I’ll be smarter and start against the wind so on the return the wind will help push me home.