well…. you know the rest. The rain hit New England a little earlier than I thought it would. I actually checked the weather first thing this morning and instead of getting all wet around 1600 today Mother Nature decided to start raining much earlier. As in 1000.
I debated A) pushing my long run off until tmrw or B) going out immediately — it was only 0800 when I did this. Neither option appealed to me so I decided that rain + running = bamf no matter how hard it’s raining or what the temp is like or how much wind there is. I was lucky that it was only 40*, no wind, and light – moderate rain so I can’t complain too much.
Especially when going out today meant that A) I got 9 hours of sleep the night before and B) I got a solid breakfast into my belly. Plus I was able to bang out a bit more work beforehand. Productivity usually means a good run because I feel good about life. Thus setting myself up for the potential of a great run.
And it was. It really was. (Okay so that’s a totally obscure movie quote but from a HUGE movie. Anyone?…Bueller?)
My quads were a bit resistant at first but they felt much better than they did yesterday. Thank you stretching! I had a 11.5 mile route in mind, with the option of extending it to 12 if necessary. But I decided that I wanted that even 12 so I hit up the .5 mile loop first. Where I saw my Spanish prof which was awkward because when I’m running I’m in a groove so I never recognize anyone. So it took me awhile to get out “Hola” haha.
But after that loop I was off to the races so to speak. The first few miles were fast and strong and powerful. I had to remind myself that I had to complete 12 miles total so I needed to slow down! I tried to pull back but sometimes it’s actually painful to run slower than your body wants to. So I said “to hell with it” and just let my body dictate the pace, knowing full well that eventually my legs would slow down on thier own.
Which they did for the mid-miles. I need to start training my body to A) run consistently and B) not run so damn fast for long runs. Because, despite “crashing” during the middle of the run (which still wasn’t wicked slow or creepy-crawly), they perked back up for the last 2.5 miles or so. Meaning miles 10.5-13.2 because we all know that when I’m feeling good like that at the end of a run I am not stopping haha.
After eating and showering I’m feeling pretty good. I expected a fast 13.2 miles to take more out of me, and maybe it’ll hit me tonight or tmrw when I wake up. But I feel great! My quads did tighten up a bit when I finished because rain + cooler weather =/= happy muscles so I’m going to hit them (so to speak) with The Stick and stretch the hell out of all my muscles.
And I need to go do some more work now. Boo! Guess it’s just that time of the year because when I called my friends last night to see what they were up to they all said the same thing: “homework”. But I really just want to curl up with the current novel I’m reading, put on the Spanish band I’m currently obsessed with, drink some hot chocolate (potentially with some adult modifications) and chill.
I don’t think my GPA would like that though. Stupid things like medical school caring about my grades. ¡Hasta luego chicos!