Back in June I opened up my wallet and spent $100 to register for this morning’s California International Marathon (widely known as CIM). CIM is one of the top marathons in the world and one of the top five contributors of qualifiers to the Boston Marathon. It’s relatively flat and since it’s held in Sacramento in December the weather is usually cool and moderate, good conditions for a personal best.
This past Monday I had to drop out of the race due to a calf strain. I’ve been following along closely, though, particularly with a couple friends still running, and reading Facebook and Twitter right now it appears I may have picked an ok year to skip. I woke up to this:
So I checked my friend Meredith’s Facebook page:
And now I’m following along with a Twitter search for #cim:
Yikes. Running a marathon is hard enough without conditions like these. I agree with this sentiment:
I wish I was there to support, but I’m glad I’m not there with my daughters this morning. GOOD LUCK to all the runners. Please stay warm and safe.
On Monday the plan was for Lucinda and I to go visit Zoe in San Francisco this weekend, anyway. The tickets were booked and a weekend in the bay isn’t a terrible thing. But when we saw the weather forecast we reconsidered and swapped — Zoe came to Southern California for the weekend. We’re now at a friend’s place in Palm Springs. By contrast to the CIM we could have been at, this is the view we woke up to this morning:
Guess Amy Blackman had the right idea doing a Triathlon in Palm Springs today instead. Good luck out there this morning! See you at lunch!
ian