Had a long weekend in Flagstaff, Arizona, and we blew into town during a huge snowstorm! 20 inches of snow! Flagstaff is in the mountains in Northern Arizona and they get real winter there. Lows were in the single digits!
The first adventure of the weekend was on the drive from LA. After 7 hours and with 50 miles to go we came to a dead stop on the freeway. And we sat there. And waited. The sun went down. And we sat. For 3 and a half hours in the dark. There was a fatal accident about a mile ahead that blocked all lanes. Finally we got going, but then we hit the snowstorm and the last 50 miles took about 2 more hours. The next day we woke up to this.
So this LA boy had to buy a brush/ice scraper and get busy. Our original plan to drive to the grand canyon was cancelled and we spent the day stranded at the hotel. So we made it a snow day!
The next day we toured Northern Arizona University where the DS (dorky son) is planning to go next year. It was a nice campus, and a beautiful area. We also checked out the local ski slopes for future reference. Driving in the ice and snow and slush was an adventure. I got a feel for the crud many of you have to live with. Then I went home.
In running news, I did manage 4 miles on the treadmill on Sunday. 7 easy miles Tuesday night back home, and tonight I did 9 miles with 6 miles at 7:59 pace. Nothing special. Getting ready for 21+ on Sunday.