Now That's More Like It!

I woke up at 5:00 -- Yuk. I was out the door by ten till six. It was dark. It was muggy. It was 72 degrees. The air felt gross. The condensation on my frozen Gatorade bottles on my amphipod started dripping down my skirt. By the first mile I was soaked. This is beating the heat?

As it started to get light, I picked up a slight breeze. Thunderstorms were predicted today. Still, when I stopped to fill up my bottles at the hospital, I was completely drenched. I told the receptionist that I didn't think I would be much wetter if I'd gone swimming. Four more miles to go.

At Mile 12 the rain came. This was the kind of rain that comes out of the sky all at one time. Big, splashy raindrops -- almost, but not quite -- like a million little needles. It's okay though, I'm already soaked. Now I'm just a little more, um, soaked. The thing that worried me was that thunder came with the rain. Loud and close. I don't carry a cell phone, so I cut over to a strip mall where there's a neighborhood coffee shop. What? Closed on Sundays? What's with that?
The rain let up a little, so I continued on home. By the time I got there, the sun was peeking out, but it was just a ruse. There's no sun today.

14 miles in the books. Not bad pacing for a long run. My goal was 11 minute miles and my average pace was 10:56. Almost right on the money. 2:33 minutes.

WTD: 30.1 (4 miles short of training plan)
YTD: 846.30