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Plans to drive to Pennsylvania last night were scrapped by 3 PM, as wet snow and freezing rain relentlessly fell from the sky. Instead I worked late, and then headed home to a pizza-and-gift-wrapping “party.” I hate wrapping presents.
The upside to losing 12 hours of “relaxation” is that I could get my Saturday 5-miler in before we left, rather than taking my chances on what the road conditions will be in Pocono Lake.
I was on my start corner, at 43rd Avenue and 41st Street, by 7:30 AM. While Little G located his satellites, I stood and had a good chuckle about the run I was about to undertake. Not nearly as crazy as this dark and windy run, but still firmly in the “not normal” zone–the roads were “plowed” (I used that term loosely), but the sidewalks still hadn’t been attended to by building supers and shopkeepers. Not a problem: I’d run in the bike lane, towards vehicular traffic, of which there wasn’t much.
I headed out, grinning from ear to ear. Play time! The roads were slushy, so I had to watch my footing, but nothing tricky. When I cut through the D.O.T. parking lot at the eastern end of Queens Plaza, I was tipping all over as I tried t o cut across unplowed, frozen over tire tracks, but it was fun–I ended up laughing out loud as I imagined how goofy I looked; I felt joyful. I ran a nice first mile – 8:51, but once I got onto the 59th Street Bridge, I had to really slow down since the pedestrian lane wasn’t plowed at all. Like I cared: I was still getting a good workout since running through the snow was reminiscent of running on the beach, the way the ground kept shifting beneath my feet forcing my legs to work harder.
Even though my eyes stayed primarily on the street in front of me, I did pick my head up several times to glimpse snow-covered Manhattan (on my way out) and snow-covered Queens (on my way back). Funny how the Queensbridge Housing Projects look so picturesque when blanketed in smooth layers of snow.
I made it home in 47:53, and I haven’t been this disappointed for a run to come to an end in a while.