Goliath and I woke up around 4:30AM to run 9 miles. Why so early? Well we had plans at 10AM and that's the price you pay for being a marathon-runner-in-training and, I guess being my dog.
When we started pacing, it was slightly humid and still dark. The fog lifted, and then the rain set in.
It misted, then it sprinkled and then it poured. By the time it was dumping inches, we were at our split and waiting it out under a bridge. Several other runners and bikers whized by, probably thinking we were wusses-but the short break paid off.
The rain halted, we set off and half a mile later it picked back up.
As it was raining, I started thinking about my half marathon PR at Rock the Parkway. It was pouring rain, even hailing. I thought of this because, never have I ran so well in my life until that race and it was in horrid conditions-so why not during training am I sluggishly pushing each quarter mile and dreading the rain? Maybe it was the leash burn or maybe lack of sleep, but just recognizing that I could perform better in worse circumstance made me run just a little better.
Goliath, of course, ran just fine. Especially with the prospect of creamy Jiff in his future.
Total Mileage: 9.0
Time: 1:28:03
1 comment:
I ran my first marathon in pouring rain... ugh. Talk about major chafing! Good for you for getting out there and still running in the rain! Some training days are just better than others, it could've been perfect weather and still not ran as well. Just keep putting in the miles and you'll do great!
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