It didn't start out that way. It had been raining for days, but the morning of the run was dry.
They kept delaying the start, waiting for those who had waited on the weather to decide whether to register. I started getting nervous because the longer we waited, the more likely it was to rain.
The usual suspects were there. I love coming back year and year and seeing others do the same!
And of course, moments before they started the race, the skies opened up. It wasn't pouring, but it was the consistent drip which makes you feel wet, cold and fairly miserable. And a lot of the course was through some pretty muddy trails. Thatkid and I decided to do a lot more walking that usual just to be safe and not slip.
The cold wet weather meant we had some really beautiful fall foliage to look at though.
When Thatkid and I finished the race, we went in search of some towels to dry ourselves off - and dry off poor, wet, Thatdog who was even wetter and more miserable than we were.
Thatboy and Thatbaby cut off part of the course because of the rain, so we didn't have to wait too long before they joined us.
And as soon as they did finish, we headed right over to the warm and dry car, and back to our warm and dry house!
Last race of 2019 in the books!
What a way to end your running adventures in 2019!
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