Much to my surprise, I had a decent run today (W8D3) despite some sub-optimal conditions.
Friday night was football opening season, and we had friends over before the game and a late night of celebrating after. I spend 12+ hours on a pool deck watching water polo on Saturday. Amazing how exhausting cheering can be… I did, however, get a chance to try my first PowerBar, and my son grabbed me a packet of gel to try later.
Today I was still tired and it was storming outside. I knew I had to go, though, so when the rain tapered off I put on my clothes and went.
And then it started to rain again.
The drops felt good, chilly on my sweaty skin, but I have a well-known aversion to water splashing on or sliding down my face. I could take a shower with a full face of Tammy Fay make-up and come up without a smear. So I’ve dreaded the day I had to go out in the rain, and today was it.
Despite having low-energy and high-aggravation, I did a total of 3.1 miles, 2.6 of it running. It was a slow run, my slowest yet at 15:03 per mile, but it’s what I needed to do to keep going. It wasn’t easy, but there were definite periods where it wasn’t hard, where my mind wasn’t constantly having to keep my body focused on moving, where I was just going along, possibly actually enjoying it. It wasn’t a high percentage of the run, to be sure, but it was definitely there.
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