The rain had come back so I put off running until around 1 pm. I joined the club for breakfast though listening to the stories of how bad the weather was for Farwell. Dimitri had a terrible run coming in around 27 flat for 3.54 miles. He wondered what it was worth for a 5K equivalent. I took out my iPhone, dialed up the club website and looked it up.
"Low 23's," I said.
"You're too slow to train with me," I joked, "but don't worry, I'll help you."
It was raining when I finally did get out the door. I ran for an hour and in the meantime the rain stopped and the skies actually cleared up.
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