Days like today make it hard for me to wake up and have an optimistic day -- or just wake up. The temperature barely clawed its way above 45 degrees, a light mist drizzled on top of the city all day, the clouds sat so low they could be touched, and my desire to go outside and turn into a soggy, cold mess sounded downright awful.
This week is my second 60+ mile week in my marathon training plan, and while I normally would try to shift around my schedule as to not run when sideways rain is pelting against my face and straight-line winds are knocking me over, I had no option today because the rest of my week is already booked with running, running, and more running. Sitting on a treadmill for an hour at a crowded gym sounded worse than being outside, so I bundled up in my rain gear and headed out for soggy, slow run.
Even though this weather drains all the energy out of me, as soon as I get moving, everything magically seems better. Lake Calhoun was deserted this afternoon, and it was just me and a few mallards out enjoying the gale-force rainy winds. Today's run was by no means easy, but I can certainly tuck this one under my BA belt.
5mi splits: 8:45, 8:41, 8:33, 8:40, 8:20
Air Temp: 45F, rain