This weekend was a recovery weekend so I had to run only 6.5 miles. I love the fact that this is now the short run in my repertoire as a few short years ago I couldn’t run a ¼ mile without being sick. Now the 6.5 miles is just something I do. Kind of cool!
This weekend’s run did end up taking place in the pouring rain though and I must say- I LOVED it! I don’t know what it is about running in the rain in the summer, but I find it fun. I think it’s a combination of the rain cooling me off and the fact that I don’t have any expectations when I run in the rain. I just go with the flow. It’s hard to worry about hitting time targets or concentrate on how your legs feel while you’re dodging puddles and stopping to wait for a car to pass through a big puddle so you don’t get splashed. The run just becomes fun.
This run was taking me over the bridge to the beach and I was looking forward to the view at the top. The bridge is long, steep and spans a large bay before connecting to a small strip of land on the other side before you hit the ocean. The view is spectacular on sunny days, but I often don’t really enjoy it. I’m concentrating on the run too much. During this rain soaked run though I took the time each time I climbed to the top of the bridge to stop for a few seconds and really look around. Almost no one was around and the view was gorgeous. The rain was pelting the water and the waves out on the ocean were big. I couldn’t quite hear the waves breaking, but I could imagine the sound. I had to will myself to start again each time. The few cars that passed probably thought I was crazy or something, but I saw no reason not to enjoy the view especially since I was already drenched.
My time wasn’t anything great, but the experience was. It was great to really enjoy the run and to let all expectations go out the window.