a few minutes ago
The view from the 10k Turkey Trot I did on Sunday.
It was windy AF during the race, and I spent half the race running directly into a balmy ocean breeze of 20mph with gusts up to 50mph. It was annoying, but I did my best to work with it.
I grew up in the woods and have always felt most at home in nature, and whenever I play any sort of RPG, I’m almost always going to choose whatever nature loving character I can. So I spent a lot of the run on Sunday repeating this bit of wisdom from WoW to myself.
Yeah, the wind sucked. When I had to run into it, I drafted off of other runners as best I could, and I pushed my pace when I had the wind at my back to make up for lost time. It worked pretty well. I just missed 3rd in my age group, and considering this wasn’t supposed to be a serious race for me, I’m not complaining.
But the best part of the race was those miles where I just kind of let the wind guide me. It let me feel fast, powerful, and free. And that’s the best thing in the world.