I was testing out a new route, starting close to our house, running down to the river trail, along the river trail and back. I figured it would be a good route for us to take with the jogging stroller that wouldn't require us to drive anywhere.
About a half mile into my run, the skies opened up. There was thunder, there was torrential rains, there were puddles. I was doing a sort of Urban Trail Run, jumping onto lawns and dodging slick slate sidewalks. I considered turning back. Safety might have dictated doing so. But I was already out, and already soaked. So I pushed on, and by the end of mile one, the rain had tapered off.
I was DRENCHED. Water was running down my legs, dripping off the visor of my hat, and squishing in my shoes.
The sun came out a little while after that. By then I had reached the River Trail, and was running along a really gorgeous path, which was almost completely shaded by huge trees. The path was definately hillier than the canal path I'm used to running on, but that'll be good for my training.
My calves bothered me for about the first 2, maybe 2.5 miles. So I was running really slowly. Weirdly they stopped bothering me after I did my walk break at my turn around at 2.5 miles.
I even remembered to pause my workout for my walk break, so it didn't really affect my pace readouts.
Even with the sun coming out, I was still soaking wet by the time I got home. I looked like I had taken a shower with my clothes on. I'm glad today is a rest day, it'll give my shoes a chance to dry out.
All in all it was a great run, actually. The route was amazingly scenic, and even with a couple of hills, I felt good. Looking back at it, I am proud that I've gotten to the point where I can just be like "yup, gonna go out and run five miles, nbd."