What they're thinking...

My wet hat... proof that I braved the rain this morning (and my coffee cup).

So this morning when I woke up-- early for a change-- and got on my running stuff, Rob suggested I go to the gym... but nope, I saw those ominous clouds and the wet ground and knew that I might just get lucky and be able to run in the rain. And this morning... I turned left, in the rain! I made a left turn to extend my run by 1 mile where I usually turn around... the first left turn since that miserable "half" run when I first started getting back into this... woo hoo! I think, in part, I felt like I could go the extra distance because it was raining, because I love running in the rain.

I love knowing that the people who see me are in one of two camps, camp 1: the ones that think to themselves, "she's crazy... it's raining," and camp 2: the others that think to themselves, "she's hard core. I wish I were out there right now." It's those people who are in their cars, wishing they were out on the road, on a chilly, rainy morning that keep me running in the rain... because when I'm not, or can't be running, that's what I think when I see someone out, geared up to be running in the rain. I got one thumbs up from a passer by, about 2/3 of the way through, undoubtedly someone who is in camp 2.

I finished strong... pretty wet... but feeling good. Today I had a good run.