Best Laid Plans Gone Astray

Rachael Ray does not have any yum-o recipes involving sweaty Red Sox hats, but for Vanilla's sake I keep looking. Perhaps a stew would be apropos. Comfort food is always welcome during those snow-packed Colorado evenings. Especially when you're eating your hat.

Granted, my plans this week have already been derailed. Monday evening greeted me with freezing rain while driving home from work. In the parlance of our times you might say I wussed out.

But don't worry, I have a plan to make up the miles and hit 32 by Saturday. I'm just not going to tell you what those plans are because that plan doesn't seem to be working.

The rain was still coming down when I got home last night (and it's still raining right now), but the warm weather was calling. For the first time in months I was dressed too warm during my run. And I was wearing shorts.

It was so warm that this morning I diluted deluded myself into thinking it would carry over today. I walked out the door wearing a short-sleeved shirt and a zip-up hoodie as my jacket.


Karmically, the weather was on the radio as soon as I started my car: "Rain turning to snow this afternoon with temperatures dropping in the low 20s: currently, 34 degrees in Akron." This hoodie has its work cut out for it.

Mile Tracker 1,000: 91 miles to go