Like most people, when it is a rainy day, my instinct is to avoid walking or running through puddles on the sidewalks. This works for a while. I'll note where the grass looks slightly less soggy and take a step or two off to the side in an effort to preserve dry feet. But this is is a lost cause because at some point I make a miscalculation or just don't notice how the light is reflecting off the sidewalk in a way that indicates the difference between concrete and water. My shoe gets submerged enough to become uncomfortable and dodging puddles doesn't really make to much of a difference after that.
When it is warm out, hitting the deep puddles after this point can be sorta playful, but there was nothing fun about the polar puddles today as the rain continued to drive into the rest of my body.
Cold. Dark. Early. Wet. Wind plowing it all right at my face.
A pretty unpleasant combination of elements, but memorable.
Not all runs are memorable. Usually the easy runs are lost to oblivion, but the runs like today create fortitude you don't get from simply "tired legs" associated with the actual effort of running. Runs like today are a full sensory experience that I will draw on when other hard things come along. I will be able to provide the self talk of "oh yeah, but it isn't as bad as that December run when it was cold AND wet AND dark AND early AND you were still sorting out how to recover from being sick"
That there is some self talk for you. Well worth the trouble.
Note: "Why are you wearing shorts in the video?" It's always tough to know how to dress this time of year. Generally anything above 30 degrees F I am in shorts. The other thing is that I had some concern that leggings would hold the moisture closer to my body and chill me in a really bad way. I don't know if I made the right call or not.
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