Thursday morning a pocket of fog clung to the shoreline of Smither's cemetery across the creek from me. Sunrise saw warmer temperatures jockeying for position with the cooler nighttime ground temperatures. Although it rained on and off throughout the day, it was a very warm day eventually.
That warmth is predicted to be short-lived, however, and just in time for yet another race I've not prepared for: the Monument Avenue 10K in Richmond, also known as Baby Sis's stomping grounds. We'll spend Friday night at her friend Dino's house, awake at Oh-So-Dark Thirty Saturday morning, and limp up and down Richmond's quaint neighborhoods in freezing temperatures--although likely nowhere near as cold as the Valentine's Day race at the winery.
Afterwards, I'll drive to Daughter's track meet in Charles City, which is sort of/not really/but kind of on the way home. If you're going the long way which includes going in the entirely opposite direction.
On Sunday I hope to do absolutely nothing.
Have a wonderful weekend.
