It Was a Wet Morning

“Who is up at this ungodly hour?” That was my initial thought when I went out this morning. I got up at 5:15am and 15 minutes later I was out the door for my morning jog, as per my week’s goals.

I was woken up at 4am by heavy rain but managed to go back to sleep for an hour. My thought was I’ll have to go to the gym instead of running outside, c’est la vie. Thankfully it was no longer raining by the time I got up and was ready to go out.

I started with a nice leisurely 15 minute walk. My legs were feeling a bit tight, I’m guessing it was due to the 8 mile walk from last night.

Saw this beauty during last night’s walk.

I stopped a couple of time to stretch during those first 15 minutes and by the time I started jogging I was feeling pretty damn good.

I figured I’d stick with my previous 20 minute jog to the beach then I’d head back home. I was glad that my body was responding well, no shin splints or noticeable pain from my plantar fasciitis and I wasn’t gasping for air.

My Runkeeper alerts me every 5 minutes of the time and I feel as if the announcements were coming slower than usual; not because I was feeling tired but because I arrived to places that have taken longer in the past.

After looking at the activity log in detail, I was pleasantly surprised. I kept a 10-11 minute pace the entire 20 minutes of jogging! Which included almost a mile on sand, not lose sand but the wet sand.

One benefit of running on the beach early in the morning: no people and I get a clean set of my foot prints!
It wouldn’t be a blog without the mandatory selfie! Look how hard I’m working! lol

Right as I’m about to head out of the beach it seemed as if it was going to start raining again. In my head I’m negotiating with the rain gods, “just give me 15 minutes to get home, then let it rain as much as you want! Pleeeeease..” I’m glad they listened 😁😁 I made it home without getting soaking wet! I even had a chance to stop and smell the roses!

Nice tiny garden on a large round about close to my house.

On the last leg of my way back home the light drizzle turned into real rain drops. So increased my pace and I felt like I was flying. I maintained that fast pace for about two minutes, an eternity for me. I remember thinking, “wow this must be what what real runners feel! It feels awesome!” Again, looking at the activity log I was running 7:30 minute miles during those two minutes!

I get home feeling great. Ready to start the day right when I realized I ran out of shirts at home! Time to pick up the dry clean, whomp whomp whomp. No problem, pick it up on the way into work and all is well with the world!

I might need more color in my life.

I’m happy things are looking good and on track to successfully accomplish this week’s goals.

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