|Rainy day in the city|
So, it never fails, as soon as you wash your car it rains, right? For me, it’s not about washing my car, it’s about having back to back long runs planned for your weekend run. Currently, I am in the midst of a really strange training schedule: week 8 of 18 for the Boston Marathon and week 4 of 16 for the Miwok 100k. I know, it probably wasn’t the best planning to have to train for both of them at the same time, but that’s the way it is, so I am rolling with it.
Which meant I was supposed to run 20 miles on Saturday and 18 on Sunday. My plan was a nice long run in the city after work on Saturday and then a trail run on the East Bay on Sunday morning. However, after work on Saturday it was raining. Hard. But these miles weren’t going to run themselves. So I went on a loop around the city.
And it was great. I admit, I cut it short at about 17 miles, but I still felt good afterwards. In fact, the only thing keeping my from the last few miles was my own laziness. I had it in me, but I had returned to the start and didn’t feel like doing an extra three mile loop. I wanted some dinner.
The next day I woke up to no rain and hurried out of bed to get going. However, as I was eating breakfast, the skies opened up. I procrastinated for a while, hoping that it would ease up, but finally it was time to go. It poured the entire time. My feet were raisins, my shorts were sticking to me like nobody’s business and my hat brim was like a waterfall. I cut this one short too because I had a rubbed raw spot on my heel and I tried to band-aid it, but it was really giving me grief.
I have to admit, running in the rain is probably my least favorite weather to run in. If it’s cold, you warm up after a couple of miles; if it’s snowing, it’s cold, but not wet. However, when it’s raining, running more doesn’t make you any drier. And as you run, things are sticking to you, rubbing and pruning up. The other one I really dislike is extreme heat. It may be a toss up.
However, running in the rain makes me feel like a rock star. There is nobody else out; there weren’t even any cars on the road. Everyone’s hunkered inside watching Breaking Bad and you are outside, braving the elements. The few people you see, usually other runners, give you a knowing look as they pass you on the sidewalk. It’s that look that says, “yup, you are one of us and we are awesome”.
On Saturday, a bike rider said as he rode by me on a hill, “we are obviously dressed for different types of actives”. He was wearing boots, waterproof pants, gloves and a rain slicker. I was wearing a tank top and shorts. I laughed at him and puffed up the hill, feeling like superman.
So, overall, last week was a good one. California is avoiding a drought and I am starting off this week feeling like a rock star. You can’t ask for much more than that.
How was your weekend? Are you getting any wet weather? What makes you feel like a rock star?