The plan was to do a road ride this morning. When I woke up it was 52° and RAINING. So I called Bart, who I was planning on riding with, and cancelled, deciding to run instead. Bart seemed a little surprised and I realized that 52° and raining around here probably wasn't anything to scare people away from a bike ride (plus, Bart's been living in Fairbancks recently). It's certainly enough to keep me off my road bike unless I have a good motivation to go for a ride. But when a two hour run is just as viable as a two hour bike, I'll run in the rain and bike in the sun. Then, to make me feel even more wussy, there was a 24hr mountain bike race finishing up this morning at Kincaid. So there I was running because I thought it was too cold to bike and there were all these mountain bikers who'd been riding all night long.

I think I might have to toughen up if I'm going to make it in Alaska.