Day 16: Running Rain Goddess
Monday, May 30, 2011
I almost didn't make it out for my run today. After teaching six hours of class at the high school today, followed by another interview for the PhD.
I finally got home around 9pm and really, reeeaaallly didn't feel like going for a run. I could think of all kinds of excuses. My running pants hadn't quite dried. It was getting near dark out. It looked like it was going to rain.
But I talked myself into it. Pants aren't that dry? Oh well, they'll dry while I run. Nearly dark out? Hello! Cantabria is one of the safest places on earth, there are streetlamps on the jogging path, at least 10 people walking their dogs, and you only get two months a year when the sun sets after 9pm around here.
And the rain? Pshaw. Heck, my pants were already wet. And it wasn't raining when I left the house.
Well, it was raining when I came back. About a mile in it started raining. I could have headed home then - my first loop was bringing right past the apartment block then. Heck no - gotta keep going. 30 minutes come heck or high water!!!!
I kept going. And going. I had to take my glasses off, because blind as I am, I could see more with them off than with them on. By that time there was no one left in the park. I didn't care. I was running in the rain. Something I've always thought was pretty hardcore.
I am hardcore. I was RUNNING in the rain. A running rain goddess.
Rock on sparkers.
(Just me after my run in the rain. I can't decide if you can tell how soaked I was. The pic is from my phone, so it's a little blurry.)