Patrick rode his bike to my place in the pouring rain to meet for a run. By the time he got here he was soaking wet, and wasn't particularly in the mood for a run. We waited out the worst of the storm, which took another 15-20' to pass and then ventured along the seawalk toward the Townsite. We were brave though, and put aside my fair weather nature to complete the run. I even wore a toque (that's a wool cap for my American friends) for the first time this winter.
We ran for about 55' easy, which worked out to about 12K.
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