There is nothing like a run in the rain. These were my sentiments exactly when in high school. I would power through the storm like I was the main character during the climax of a dramatic movie. Meanwhile, cars with headlights and wipers at full blast would shake their heads in disbeleif. I would come back to the locker room drenched in cold water. I would look in the mirror and staring back at me would be a red faced, soaking wet high school kid, his hair matted to his forehead and his smile from ear to ear.
However, a rainy day at college would just be another excuse to avoid running, which was almost the case today. Mondays and Thursdays will always be harder days to run because class ends at 4:00 on those days and by then either the day is getting dark or I am getting tired.
It seems discouraging that on the second day of this project I am already having a hard time getting out and running. I should not be too hard on myself. I'm sure that for the next few days or even weeks it is going to very hard to get out there. Also, it was raining today and the average person wouldn't go for a run in that type of weather. But I wasn't the average person in high school and I'm hoping to get back into that frame of mind by the Turkey Trot.
Therefore, I decided to step up and be a man. Back in high school, I was very experienced and I knew that 37 degrees meant that just a long sleeve shirt and shorts are not enough to brave the elements of the weather. However, I forgot this over the past few years so for the first half of the run I was gritting my teeth from the cold and recieving strange glances from passers-by and the second half of the run my body went numb from the low temperature....but the strange glances didn't subside.
I went for another two mile run today. My plan is to run two miles everyday until I get a respectable time for that amount of mileage and then I will begin to up the miles only slightly to slowly get back into a routine.
Even when a runner is in the prime of his/her training there are still days where they feel like absolute shit. It is alot easier to have those days when you are in the prime then having those days when trying to get back into shape. It wasn't that I was sore from yesterday, it was that it was cold and wet and I didn't want to go. However I pushed through it, feeling like I was more sluggish then ever. However, when I clicked my watch coming back into my apartment, DiTraglia Hall, I saw 14:30. It's not a good time for someone who's in shape but it is three minutes better than yesterday when I felt much better. This leads back to the point that it doesn't matter how you feel, the time on the watch is all that matters.
I came back into my room welcomed by a $1.99 steak dinner cooked by my roomate. I took a look in the mirror, I didn't look that wet and wasn't really smiling. I head back to my personal room to take the watch of my wrist. It still feels uncomfortable wearing it, but with more time maybe it will feel normal.
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