Tuesday's are “See The Doc” day after radiation treatment is complete. The usual questions; “Are you experiencing any fatigue, yada, yada, yada”; and then perhaps the non-typical question “How many miles are you going to run today?”
Well seeing how I've run twelve out of the past fourteen days, facing a weather forecast of hard nasty rain, thunder and lighting, I casually replied that I might just skip running for the day.............
On Tuesday's and Thursday's; five o'clock means someone might just show up at Hamburg Road for something of a trail run. At four o'clock I was sure I would “Blow Off” any run, at four thirty the sun came out, at four thirty five I found myself analyzing the weather map. My research complete I was sure Frederick was going to be clear for at least a couple of hours.
Out the door at ten till five I headed towards Hamburg Trail Head. Nine minutes later it was raining.
As I got to the parking area I could see Randy Gessel unlock the passenger side door of his truck so I could get out of the rain. We sat there for a while as rain poured down debating the merits of him either driving me home or forging on. After a few short minutes the rain turned into a trickle, the skies lightened up and since I was already wet, well what the hell, off we go.
I'm convinced that storms have an “intelligence” to wait long enough so you'll experience a full soaking. The gentle trickle we started in turned into a downpour, lighting crashed and trails became streams. Any thoughts of keeping clean vanished as Randy and I discovered that pounding right through the floods and mud just didn't matter.
The run finished, dripping wet, covered in mud I grabbed a towel and headed into the shower, clothes shoes and all.
It was all good.
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