I got up this morning and ran (hey, I'm not crazy, I read the paper, ate breakfast and played a little Sudoku before I got outside) about 4 miles in the rain. Ran and walked. Ran and walked and about three times bent over to suck down some air. I kinda hit a stride around mile 4, but then I was back at home and had some errands to run.
It was a good thing, because even though it was only teensily drizzly on the way out, it had started to shower mid-way through the run. I wasn't the only commitment-running person either, no, I live in a very health-conscious neighborhood. I was, however, the only one without a rain slicker. Let's face it, you have to have a special exercise slicker to run in, you can't just wear a raincoat that's all baggy and stuff. Neither can you wear cotton, which is what I had on, so all these other prepared realized what a dork I am. All I needed was a paper sign on my back that said "Sound 2 Narrows or Bust."
It took me about 45 minutes to go four miles; at that rate, it'll be less than two hours for me to complete the 12k. Yeah, 13.5 minutes a mile is pretty sad. I'm hoping that will get better pretty quickly.
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