This hail was much smaller than last time, so it hurt considerably less. But man that cold dowsing does the legs no good -- turns them into painful wood, in fact, so that even if I hadn't had fish swimming in my shoes, I'd have started the slog home. Made my legs ache all night, and I'm not sure they're entirely recovered this morning. When endurance athletes complain about the little things like an ache here or there, it's because every little thing takes an edge off your performance. Suddenly being 8 pounds heavier, 15 degrees colder, and slightly bruised by the ice falling from the sky can really take the edge off.
As for the lightning, I decided to apply the theory that if I kept on moving, there was much less chance I'd take a strike. It was all I had to work with. Please don't tell me I'm wrong.