Running

The last two days sucked. The end.

Wind, Rain, and Running.

Do not mix!!!!! With April 26th looming out there we are trying to get back into the routine of running. Seeing a break in the rain we took off on our four mile run but we both were caught in a down pour that turned in to a sideways rain with the wind. I finished, grabbed the car a rescued Vic who had a mile to go. We decided running sucks.

this is not fun, this is not fun, THIS is not fun

Why do I feel that after running only three miles, I ran ten? Why, while running, did I feel I was shuffling and grunting like an old woman trying to cross the street with her walker?

I don't know.

I hate bad runs.

I hate it when you go out for a good run and a horrible run sneaks up behind you and latches on like a five year old kid brother who you can't get off!

Oh well. I guess its a learning/character building experience or something "positive" like that! I just want to be fast and awesome all the time dammit!