Tuesday, August 24, 2010


What is it about rain that turns an average run into an Epic Adventure? Today's run was a perfect example.

The plan:

Run to Highland Park, and run 2 miles worth of hill repeats (about 20 hills), doing 10 push-ups at the bottom and 10 sit-ups at the top of each repeat. There was some dread about running through the long grass that we jogged through yesterday. On the way to the park, the humidity was very high, it was going to be a sweaty run to say the least.

The reality:

We got there to find the grass very freshly mowed (the mowers were parked at the top of the hill, taking a lunch break). Good, but the grass was about 10 inches tall, so what's left was a wet, green, shirt staining mess.

Oh well. 3, 2, 1, let's go!

Just as we started the workout, the sky opened and the rain started to fall. The temperature probably dropped 10 degrees almost instantly. A few minutes into the workout, it really started pouring. I mean torrential.

It was beautiful.

We found ourselves laughing like children running up and down that hill. We were blinded by the huge summer droplets, making the pot holes hard to dodge. Still, the kid in us ran, as hard he possibly could. It turned into an epic workout that we will remember for some time. Somewhere along the way I told Sammy that I hoped we never got tired of working out like that, and that I hoped we never said, "Not today, it looks like rain."

And I mean it.

On the way back downtown, the rain stopped. It's funny how things work out like that.

Run hard out there.

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