It was a dark and rainy morning. Thick humidity hung in the air. The streets were devoid of both light and dryness. A torrential downpour plagued the area. The dark street of Saturn was not a place where any sane person wanted to be.
And in fact, there were no sane people on the street of Saturn that morning. The dark, lightless, muddy, flooding street was peppered with the most insane people in Clear Lake....
(insert creepy music here)
Runners!
Today was a long run day. Half marathoners ran from 5-8 miles and full marathoners ran 14. I ran 8. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, I went from zero miles (2 weeks ago) to 8! Woo-hoo! Unfortunately, we ran in a storm. And unfortunately no lightening flashed across the sky, so we ran, determined not to be wusses.
I feel fine. I knew that after mile 6, I might start hating myself (6 was where we went last week), but it wasn't as bad as I thought it'd be. My legs are indeed remembering the distance and they are starting to remember their speed - my first mile was a sub-13 mile, but then the rain really started coming down and I slowed so as not to slip in the muddy sidewalks. And boy, did I go through a lot of huge puddles. I haven't run in rain that bad since the Rodeo Run of 2006.
Cheers!
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