It was warmer than last year. But, let’s face it — 35°F is still cold. And there was no heated tent to wait in beforehand this year.
Once the race started, though, I didn’t feel the cold at all. By the end of the race I had removed my hat, mittens socks, and neck warmer. My neck warmer was offered as a sacrifice to the running gods, as it slipped out of my pocket at some point.
This Thanksgiving morning, my daughter and I joined over 3,000 other runners in the Webster Turkey Trot, which is in its 47 year! It was our first year doing this — I ran the Four-Four (4.4 miles) and Ani ran the Two-Five (2.5 miles).
It was 18°F (the coldest Webster Turkey Trot and Thanksgiving ever here), but it honestly didn’t feel too bad. The heated tent that we were able to wait in beforehand and our many levels of gear helped for sure!