Four on the Floor

I think I've finally switched gears. At least what has lately been an uphill battle has become a much more manageble gradual uphill slope with the occasional much needed leveling out. Thursday night despite the misty weather and occasional passing rain cloud I managed to slowly but steadily run a full 4 miles. I know I'm only 3 and a half weeks from my crazy goal of having to run almost 7, but at least I'm finally moving in the right dirrection. My ipod, a flat course and the towering rainbows arching over the parkway were all contributing factors to my success. I also find fellow runners motivate me to keep going because I don't want to hang my head in shame and walk in front of them. I know I have a long way to go but I was pretty proud of my new bench mark. I just hope I can keep it up!

Listening to: Gravity/ Stephen Kellog and the Sixers

Bring on the Rain

Running might just be defeating me. Six and a half miles might as well be a marathon at this point. It seems no matter what I do I'm just getting worse.

Negativity riddled rant over, time for a positive plan of action that will bring about desired results:

Let me know if you have any ideas : )

Sunday Angela and I took a break from running to get back to our favorite leg of Triathlon, biking! So off we went casually ignoring the threatening clouds looming in the not so far distance. If you've ever had the pleasure of being caught out in a torrential down pour while riding a bike you'll know why you don't see many cyclists out when the weather looks gloomy. First off the position you keep on the bike lends itself quite nicely to streamlining large amounts of rain water directly into your cycling shoes which coincidentally happen to act much like a sponge and seem to be able to hold about twice their weight in water. Second, dirt and sand somehow are able to defy gravity in the rain and both make a fantastic effort to climb up your legs and spray up your back tire to completely cover you in grit. Third the pooling water and newly flowing steams rapidly growing in size and velocity make any sort of quick retreat back to the comfort of dryness nearly impossible and quite frankly dangerous. When you combine all these factors and look over at your riding buddy drenched to the bone beside you it all becomes fairly comical... and after all it's only water. We had a good laugh and I'm sure all the passing vehicles on the road were highly entertained as well. I'd still take a monsoon while biking over any day running.

Maybe someday I will find the humor and enjoyment in running as well... til then I'll be grinning and bearing it for the next few weeks.

Listening to: Days Like This/ Van Morrison