Rainy Run

If ever there was a run that needed a montage it was this one. Nothing special or overly exciting happened but it was a solid run, or three if you want to be technical.

First a quick recap of the week. Back earlier last week, on Saturday, I went on a long run. The run was not as good as I hoped. I was shooting for 12 miles, only ran about 9. This was my first run outside in a few weeks and my joints were not feeling great. I was going to make up the miles on Sunday, but went to the zoo instead. I just didnt wake up early enough and the day got away from me.

Monday, I managed to run a mere 2 miles, took off on Tuesday, Wednesday was back at it and ran 4-5 miles. Sometimes it is difficult to judge miles, so I go by minutes. Thursday I wasn't able to wake up in the morning, so that day was a bust. Friday I ran a few miles. It was not the best week, in fact it was a little embarrassing. But today, I was going to make up for it.

It was supposed to be 65 and raining. The weathermen got it half right, it was definitely raining. But the temperature was severely under-reported. It was a chilly 45 degrees. I was determined to go for a run. The first leg of the run I decided it would be a good idea to run with the Scooter, my dog. Scooter was a little anxious and after 15 minutes I brought her back into the house. By this time I am mildly wet. I went back out into the elements and solidered onward. I managed 1 hour and 8 minutes before the wind started to pick up and it was a little much. As a lovely sidenote, a car splashed me but I was so wet already soaked, it didn't matter.

I was tired and drenched when I cam back into the apartment. I ate some lunch, took a nap and even started my taxes. I thought about staying in and finishing the miles tomorrow, but after last weekend, I was compelled to do it. I went back out, back into the rain and the cold and started running. I admit it, the first 30 minutes were miserable. It was so cold and I was so hungry and my legs felt like bricks encased in lead with cement shoes attached. And I was soooo hungry. I felt as if all my energy was zapped out of me by some sort of energy zapping ray gun. Anyway, I was going to call it day, but somehow in my jog back to the house I got a second wind. I decided I can do this, and sure enough I ran an additional 30 minutes at a very decent pace. All in all I ran for 2 hours and 10 minutes. Both times, I end up sopping wet and exhausted, but I did it. A day like this give me hope that I will be able to finish the marathon with my head held high even if it is raining.