I woke up at 4:20 this morning and forced myself to lay in bed till 5AM, when I sprang out of bed. Did two loads of laundry, cooked breakfast for the Trophies, showered, packed, etc, etc, etc and headed off to work.
So I know I need to start upping the mileage, but decided to do 2.5 each day for the rest of the week and try to up it a mile or so next week. I run anytime between 11am and 1PM, and decided to go out today at 12:30 ish. The sky never did lighten up today and I knew we had more than just a chance of rain, and the old me would totally have made that a legitimate excuse to not run, but I just added a layer, left my sunglasses in the office and headed out.
It was just a really light rain when I left the office and headed down toward the bike path that runs along the Great Miami River, but by the time I actually hit the bike path, my long sleeved shirt was about halfway soaked. And that's when it started to rain. My legs felt stiff and sluggish, but I kept it going all the way down to the turn around, where I stretched for 1 minute before heading back.
At the turnaround, I noticed I was soaked to the skin. My hair was 100% wet, 2 layers of shirts, running capris, everything. Oh well, this should make me run faster on the way back right? sure.
Venturing up the hill, I was looking down at the road passing under my shoes when I noticed water shooting out of the toe box with each step. AWESOME! My shoes were also waterlogged. And I got to jump through and over puddles from then on back.
The rain was coming down sideways at this point and I was wondering if the thermometer at work that read 41* was wrong, because it felt like sleet.
All in all it was a good run. Not my best, but I'm so glad I did it. I'm starting to feel like my old self of ten years ago that would NEVER skip a run. YAY for me!
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