I felt pretty darn good today - the bruise on my left foot is gone, so no need to wrap it with a tensor bandage anymore. However, I'm noticing some discomfort on the bottom of my left big toe. Can I call that an index toe? As long as I flip through periodicals with it I guess. I hate to say I "toed" you so, but I think I "nailed" it. Ahh foot humour. Maybe I shoud have been a chiropodist, if only for the puns. (Ahh what the heel?)
Anyway, today is just like my last 13K, same route and everything, except for one tiny detail - the weather is not being kind. It's rainy, it's cold, it's gross, and I must be crazy for doing this. Let me check. Yup, crazy!
Starting out was harder than I thought. I looked out the window, I paced nervously, I chewed my nail, I paced around some more, waiting for the sun to come out. My roommate commented that he saw some other people out running this morning, sort of easing my uneasiness about the situation. Easier said than done. I'll have to ease into it, easily. Easy does it.
Donning my new raincoat and splash pants (that's right, I still call them splash pants), I braved the yuck and put one foot in front of the other. Remembering the nice, warm cup of coffee I had this morning helps things along, and before I know it, I'm steadily bouncing along, not even bothered by the rain. Of course, I had to leave the ol' MP3 player at home today because I don't want it to get ruined. Apparently the M in MP3 stands for "Might not work if you drop it in a puddle." I'll just have to sing! Today it's "Jogging in the Rain", that classic Gene Kelly Romp. Oh wait, that was Singing? That's precisely what the lady I passed at the bus stop was thinking. "You call that singing?" Yes, yes I do.
Not much else to report today, other than the fact that I got soaked. Coming home, I hung my jacket up to dry and changed into my jammy-jams (yes, I still call them jammy-jams) and made myself another coffee. 2 coffees in one day is allowed around these parts. That's just how we roll. Crazy, I know.
In conclusion, to answer a question I posed yesterday, "Yes, you can run with an umbrella, provided you want to look like an idiot, or Mary Poppins." I do not, so I did not, thus the wetness. At least this way I can mask my hyperhidrosis. That's just gross, Nathan.
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