Every morning in Africa, an antelope wakes up. It knows it must outrun the fastest lion, or it will be killed. Every morning in Africa, a lion wakes up. It knows it must outrun the slowest antelope, or it will starve. It doesn't matter whether you're the lion or an antelope -- when the sun comes up, you'd better be running. -African proverb

Friday, November 30, 2012

Day 9 = Duck Day!

Day 9 is in the books!  Today was a tough one (motivationally), but I stuck to my commitment and did it.

Today was also a little bit different.  I thought it should go down in the records books (or at least on my blog).  Let's start at the very beginning.  As I typed that line I pictured Julie Andrews teaching those young Von Trappers how to sing. 
When you read you begin with A, B, C. 
When you sing you begin with Do, Re, Me. 
When you run you begin with Moti-va-tion. 
I added the last line, obviously. It seemed very fitting for this post.

Back to the beginning ... Reno weather can wreak havoc on your running routine.  Try saying that 5 times fast! 
Anyway -- yesterday my pre-dawn run was done in short sleeves.  Today I was soaked and soggy when I finished my run a little after noon.  I decided to sleep in this morning for a couple of reasons.  The shuffle board game that the wind played with my patio furniture and the worry that my roof would be peeled of my house last night made it really hard to sleep.  I also knew that I had a fairly open schedule today, so when I heard the rain and wind at dark o'clock this morning I thought I could wait it out and run later.  So, I sat in my running clothes most of the morning just waiting for a break in the rain so I could make a break for it.  By noon I gave in.  My ponytail was starting to pull a little too much, and honestly I just wanted to get my run over with.  I was tired of contemplating whether I should go or not: 1) I could count my second run yesterday as my run today, 2) I have lots of work to do, 3) I'm racing this weekend.  Excuses, excuses.

But none of the excuses were good enough to make me break my streak.  I made a decision to do something, and I wasn't going to let a little rain stop me So, I grabbed the rest of my gear and headed out And, as it turns out, my run was actually was fun!  Once I stopped shivering and relaxed, I felt good.  Plus, with the right clothing (Thanks, Reno Running Company!) and a visor, you almost (I said almost) can't feel the rain The best of part of all was the last part.  I live on a hill So, when I run from my house I usually walk up the hill at the end as a good cool down (at least that's what I tell myself) but also because it's a hell of a hill.  Not when it's raining, thoughToday I sprinted up the hill (it's no longer hell) just to get done!

One more benefit of running in the rain today is now I don't have to battle the excuses to not run tomorrow since the forecast calls for snorkel gear again!  Plus, I feel prepared for my race on Sunday.  Look out CIM!  Here comes Team Lickety Split!

So, the moral of the story is if it looks like a duck and acts like a duck ... Oops!  Wrong story.  The moral of this story is just go be a duck and run in the rain.  I promise you won't melt, and you might have fun  Hopefully my fellow 40-Dayers get their run in for the day!

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