I thanked God that at least it was just rain...no thunder or lightening. Um yeah...boy does God have a nice sense of humor. Seconds after my "thank you"...I heard a boom. Enter stage left...THUNDER AND LIGHTENING. I kept running and thanked God that it was just a little thunderstorm...no snow??
So I finished out my five miles...dragging at least 20 pounds of wet shoes and clothes with me. Why on earth I decided to wear cotton today still escapes me. Good times! I actually love running in the rain...just a light rain, not so much a heavy rain. I found that the heavy rain really tested my mental toughness--so that's a good thing, right?
All in all...I got my 8:30 mile (I guess I was just SO ready to get back home to my hubby--who greeted me with a warm towel--SO SWEET--my shower and eventually my cup of ice cream)! YAY...so at least now I know how it'll feel to try and run 8:30 in order to qualify for Boston in December--sort of...8:30 for 5 miles vs. 26.2 miles??
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Oh my goodness Linds...I can totally relate...the same thing happened to Heather and I yesterday. We left my house at 7:00 with intentions of running 5 miles. After the first 1.5 miles, we started seeing several lightning bolts, so we decided to cut our run to 3.1 miles. Like you, we were moving as fast as we could to get to shelter. At least we were able to get 5K mileage in. Not a bad run. :) Wow!! The excitement of being a runner never stops. :) I love it!!
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