Worst Blog Ever

Wellington's winds can be a bitch! We woke up this morning to 74 KM/hour winds, but even that isn't as bad as it can get here. It is, however, the first time we've really had a run during those kinds of winds. Luckily, it wasn't too bad. For the most part we felt the wind, but were only hit by a couple gusts while running. I have to say however, that when the wind hits you, it virtually stops you in your tracks.

You're running along fine, and then BAM! You're hit with a wall of wind, which is only slightly easier to run through than a brick wall.

Today's run wasn't what I would call one of my best. It might have been because we had checked the forecast the night before and we were dreading it for the rest of the night, but I just didn't seem to have much energy. Usually, after a run, I have the feeling of satisfaction for completing the run: "Well, it was difficult, but I did it!" Today, not so much. The only thing I was happy about after the run was stopping.