Ok, so the Polar Dash is on Wednesday.
Remember how I was hoping for temps to be above zero?
I should’ve kept my big, fat, frat boy mouth shut. A tweet from earlier today:
The forecast is saying it’s not going to be much warmer all week. Thus, today was spent researching how to properly attire oneself for running in below OMFGITISCOLDOMG!!!!11!!11!one!!! temperatures.
“Why don’t you just skip the race? Those temps are fucking insane!” you might say.
Well, the bitch is for this race series is that there’s a finisher’s stained glass medal for each race – if you don’t finish five of the six races in the series, you don’t get to complete the trophy for doing the series.
I know, it’s a dumb fucking reason to do it. But it’s 3.1 miles and if I end up wearing my snow boots, skiing outerwear, and walking the damn thing, I’ll do it. I need to save my mulligan for the half marathon in June.
If I turn into a popsicle, you’ll know why. 😀