Damn Rain!

I'm really bummed. I was motivated to run my 10 miles but the damn calendar and the damn rain have gotten in my way today. If only I were fast enough to knock out 10 miles in less than 1:40 (and that's on a good day), I could have got it done this morning. This morning the sun was out and I was dressed and raring to run. I couldn't do it though. I had a manicure/pedicure appointment and I wouldn't have made it if I'd gone for the run.

Now it's after 4:00 and it's been pouring for two hours. I've still got to feed everyone and take my daughter to her Bat Mitzvah lesson at 6:30.

BUT I WILL GET THIS RUN IN TOMORROW!! I've already cancelled my strength workout at the gym in order to to the run. If I'm really motivated, we have dumbells in the basement, but you know how that goes...

I'm laughing at clouds...

Rain, rain, rain... Thank God!

I waited it out all morning and went out for a 5 mile recovery run. I tried to keep it slow. Well, it felt slow anyway. I averaged 10:22. My last lap was the fastest at 9:57 because the rain came back with a vengence. The last .5 was more of a sprint to the end as I was really thinking more along the lines of "Gimme Shelter" than of Gene Kelly!

Hopefully it will stop for real before this evening because we are supposed to have dinner in my brother's sukkah.

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