Very crappy week.
Weekly mileage: 19 miles. Ugh.
No items found-- I did spy a blue golf ball at the beginning of my Sat run but forgot to pick it up on the way back in.
Off to a better start this week and working on getting back on track. I've got 11 miles to make up for last week. I doubt I'll get them in but I'll be happy if I just get closer to my 40 mile goal rather than 30 mile acceptable goal this week.
I had dinner with friends last night and I drank way, way too much wine and stayed up much, much too late. Fun fun fun but I certainly paid for that fun this morning. I just felt absolutely wretched. Despite the raging headache and hangover lethargy I rallied and ran a decent 6 miles-- in the pouring rain.
I actually enjoyed the rain since it kept it cool and it was kind of quiet and pretty. I did not, however, enjoy my rain soaked shoes that by the end of the run felt like lead weights some cruel person tethered to my feet. I kept leaping over puddles and by the end I was like really, what is the point? So I splashed through every one I came across. Silly and childish, I know, but fun.
At any rate this was the first run I've done in month when the temp was below 80 degrees. Even with the handicap of my hangover I felt eight thousand times better than I did on Friday's run when I ran and it was 98 degrees. I imagine that was a little like what the early moments of dying must feel like.
I am hoping with this rain it will keep the temps down a bit and I am praying that my shoes will dry out enough so I can run or at least go to the gym tomorrow. I really love my Brooks and hope I haven't destroyed them.