I started this post — and finished it — Monday afternoon but I forgot to post it! Oops. So yet again my apologizes for any time discrepancies. I did add an addendum at the end for today though 🙂
I have (had?) been so lucky this summer with regards to rainfall. I was in control of scheduling my own time and I still worked at the gym so I had a free membership if I ever felt the need to hit up the TM in inclement weather.
I guess now that I’m a real adult I don’t have that luxury anymore. I know I gushed about how nice the weather had been for my Saturday long run but I guess I jinxed myself as Sunday it POURED. I woke up after having been out on the town to the sounds of heavy rain. Ugh. Normally since it was a Sunday and I didn’t have to be anywhere I would have just rolled over and done my run later in the day.
But I checked the weather (because I’m a spoiled brat and can do it from my phone without having to move at all) and it was suppose to clear up — maybe — late in the day. But until then: heavy rain and possible thunderstorms.
I also had a TON of errands to run as well as work on my application. So I rolled out of bed at 0830 and, because I’ve turned into a sloth as of late, I logged onto my computer to map out a road run. I’ve decided that the weekends are going to be exploring runs and weekdays will continue to be my familiar path.
Now I’m always hesitant to run routes that I’ve mapped and haven’t yet driven or scoped out. You never know if the roads actually still exist (there definitely have been routes that I’ve gone out to do only to discover that it’s simply not there anymore!) or what the conditions of the road are or if it’s really traffic-y (I remember once I mapped out a route that ended up taking me on the highway. No I didn’t actually run on the highway but it was scary to be like…ummm this is it?).
And while I’m really good with directions getting lost is a very real and distinct possibility. Again, I remember a 14 miler that I planned out and then missed a turn making the route end up being a little over 18. Normally I’d bring a something with directions on it because it was pouring out bringing any type of paper with the route would get ripped up. I still brought it but it was essentially useless. But peace of mind and all that.
Okay enough set-up? You guys should know by now how I like to ramble 🙂
Like I said it was really heavy rain when I started. The rain would let up and then pour off and on during the course of the whole run but once I was thoroughly soaked (which was about .000001 seconds into it) the rain didn’t really matter anymore. Plus once your shoes are soaked and feet are wet there really isn’t any more discomfort you can get really. It was a bit annoying to have my clothes matted to me but because I live in a community that has some values, I kept my clothes on.
I even started to enjoy the run a bit. Rain will always take getting used to. But like there comes that point where you are too wet to care. And that’s when puddle jumping comes in. And let me tell you: you will feel like a kid again. Quite possibly one of the greatest feelings ever. That and muddy runs
One of the not so greatest feelings ever? Running massive hills when you aren’t used to them.
OMFG hills. Like 90* incline hills.
I know that picture is an exaggeration but just slightly. I really would wager that, and I don’t really know anything about percent grades for hills, it was at least 60* to the horizontal. And let’s just say that there were more than one that I had to do. I’d estimate that over the whole 9.2 miles about 5 of them were hills. And that’s being conservative.
Hopefully I find the $$ to register for Boston whenever it opens up because these hills in my area are ri-donk-u-lous. Totally made my plans for a recovery run go wayyy out the window because there was no way a hilly mountainous 9.2 miles qualifies as recovery. And they were done at an 8:40ish pace which for the terrain was flying!
I also was able to run by the river and explore a bit of the local park area. Which was nice. I’m sure it would have been nicer if there hadn’t been so much rain.
— Side note — where are all the hardcore runners in my area?! Sundays typically are long run days right? I think I saw TWO other runners out. And it was in the early-ish morning too!
The rain totally ruined the whole sightseeing experience because I do live in a quaint little old city. Some of the streets/sidewalks are bricks and all that jazz.
Something else to note: that ankle/shin/calf soreness I talked about last time? Totally cleared up after running on the roads for two days. So my legs need to HTFU and get used to the pathway that will likely be my weekday runs!
It was also expected to downpour today/this morning (Monday) but the time I wanted to get out for my run (I left my apartment at 0545) I must have caught a break in the storm because it wasn’t raining. The rain started up during the last mile or so of my good old standby route (gosh it feels good to be able to say I have a standby route!) but even then it was NOTHING like Sunday. And again I didn’t see many runners out and about.
Which clearly and totally made me feel hardcore. That and I was passing the peeps who were out left and right. That felt damn good. My overall pace was still iffy: my legs are still getting used to this whole running earlier than I’m used to thing. I still managed to eek out those 8.2 miles in about an 8:35 pace.
I had wanted to make these miles the recovery ones I should have done yesterday…and I guess I kind of did? The 8:30-8:45 pace range has settled into my typical easy pace and the path I’m running on now is really flat. So long run, hills, recovery run? Sounds like someone needs to commit to a race sometime soon!
I’m also apparently an idiot and cannot read a schedule so my 0530 wake up call was for nothing. I guess there are clinic hours this Monday (the schedule is definitely weird because only the fourth Monday of each month has clinic rather than every Monday) so I didn’t have to go in until 1100. Bummer. But I got to get some errands and to-do stuff done. So it’s not terrible. Still annoying though! Especially since I tend to not be able to make up sleeping hours elsewhere (ie through naps or oversleeping other days).
But enough! Hope everyone is having a great start to their week. I think I am (I’m writing this post a few hours before it’ll go up so I can’t say with 100% accuracy haha) as I’m only in week two of my new “real” life and things are still exciting. I’m sure it’ll be a stressful day too as the girl I’ve replaced is 100% gone so it’s 100% me today but I’m feeling confident that I’ll figure my way out 🙂
P.S. & Totally Random: As I sit here typing this (Monday morning before work) I am drinking a glass of milk out of a bud light glass. Classy, no?
Addendum: So I guess I forgot to post the above yesterday? Well I won’t write too much more but I figured I’d take advantage and write about my post on Tuesday morning. This morning I actually knew what time I have to be at work and allowed myself t sleep in until 0745! Woot! My alarm was set for 0800 but I hate just laying in bed when I *know* I have to get up.
Especially, and I really don’t know what’s gotten into my brain lately as these tend to be REALLY rare occurrences, but I had another “wake up with a smile” dream.I can’t for the life of me remember what it was about but apparently it was good?
But get up I did. And I ran my usual. I’m starting to think that on Tuesday / Thursday (when I don’t have to go into clinic until noon or so) I might keep exploring the city as I tend to leave my apartment around 0800. And that time feels safer than 0530. Granted one must always be alert when running but there are more people and traffic out later so veering off the path might be nice.
Nothing too stellar about the run. It was neither a slow nor fast 8.2. Around an 8:43 pace. Okay so not “around” because I just calculated that 🙂
I got passed by some runners and passed others. The rain and cool temps continued into today (after my run on Monday it poured all day) so it was quite humid out. And by rain I mean mist. So it wasn’t too bad. My brain wasn’t really into the run so it passed quickly despite the first two miles going so slowly. Somewhere between miles 2 and 3 my legs found a rhythm and I went into autopilot.
And while my legs weren’t feeling the freshest ever I did manage to negative split the run by 1 minute and 1 second. Awesomeness.
Now I sit here doing some (application) work before going into (real) work. And, like yesterday, I’m drinking my milk from a bud light glass. Guess I’m starting a tradition here — oh the things you can do without batting an eye as a 23 year old haha 🙂