When the TV started screaming about a National Weather Service Advisory, that was my clue…….time to go run!!! I quickly changed and told Christine I was heading out. She said she was not running in the rain. With it being National Running Day, I had to go.
For the first 4.5 miles, I could have easily counted the drops of rain that hit me. After that it started to pick up a bit. After a little over 5 miles, I headed back towards the house and around the corner comes Christine! We crossed paths but after about 75 yards, I turned around and ran back to catch up with her. I figured I would just run the rest with her. She told me that she looked outside, it wasn’t raining, so she headed out. Psyche!
We got quite a light show on the way back home and less than a quarter mile from the house, the bottom dropped out. We made it back to the house and I decided it was time for some RR training. She headed up the driveway and I continued down the street.
Talk about deja-vu. It was pouring down rain, I couldn’t see much and my shoes and socks weighed an extra 10 pounds. It was exactly what I needed with the week I have had. It was hard not to smile as I thought about how stupid I looked to the neighbors. But as many miles as I have covered on these little streets, looking stupid is a past tense thing.