Fit-to-Fat-to-Fit Blog: Fool in the Rain

Goal Weight: 195 lbs.

Today’s weight: 218.2 lbs.

My goal for the day was to get up early enough to beat the rain.  I didn’t quite make it.

I was a fool in the rain.

My older sons now run with me on Saturdays and both haven’t been or aren’t feeling well. I wanted to beat the rain so I wouldn’t cause them to come down with pneumonia.  The weatherman wasn’t cooperating — the radar looked ominous. A band of rain was marching our way form the Southwest.  We hustled out the door, stretched and got going.

We left a little after 7:30 a.m. and ran in our neighborhood.  I told them that we needed to run slower this morning — this would be a long, slow run day. (Both run like gazelles.)  We turned right from our house and headed down a long hill to an old golf course. We then ran along the cart path until we came to a road and a steep, long hill.  We climbed the hill, took a left until the main road of the neighborhood.  I try to run as many hills with them as possible because it’s excellent training. Today we got our fill of hills. We ran along the main neighborhood road until we came to the back entrance.  We ran across a busy road and entered a newer neighborhood with another huge hill.  By the time we climbed it, we had run two miles.

And then the rain started to come down.

It was cold. Very cold and I worried about both boys getting sick. Heck I was worried about ME getting sick.  We went back over the big hill and exited the newer neighborhood.  After turning right, we ran briefly along a busy road and then turned right onto a very old, tree-lined road.  Three miles had passed.  We were a mile from home and soaked.

We came to an old entrance to our neighborhood. Sliding around the gate, we headed up and over our last hill (six long-hills total). The rain was coming down harder. I pushed the boys and our house was in sight.  Hot showers and warm clothes greeted us with open arms.

Today’s run was 4.21 miles. I could have run six easily. So I’m satisfied with today’s effort and the fact that we almost beat the rain.  The boys had a great run and I ran strong.  It’s good to be back to where I can enjoy running again.  It’s even better that my boys love it as much as I do.

Now they’re cooking breakfast. Let the rain come pouring down.