Wet & Wild

Okay, so Fay initially seemed like a bust, but after lingering over Central Florida for three days, it's turning out to be more of a mess than anticipated. She's no Charley, but she sure dumped enough rain on us. Orlando is getting away without much major damage. The east coast had it much worse with the flooding.

For me, it pretty much meant no running. Wednesday evening wasn't too bad, but I felt a little beat and the lack of sun does seem to drain you even more. I decided my only workout would be on the Nintendo Wii.

Thursday, I regretted that decision. That turned out to be the worst day of the storm. Near-constant rain squalls with gusting winds. Definitely should have toughed it out Wednesday, even for just 5 miles. Instead, I sat around the house feeling guilty about not running, wondering if it would affect the long run on Saturday.

So Friday morning, I got up a little extra early and hit the road. It wasn't bad at all with some sprinkles of rain. In fact, it was worse running under trees because if the wind blew, the leaves dropped their moisture and soaked you.

The worst part was actually the run itself. I felt terrible. I wasn't sore; how could I be after two days off? I felt winded the whole way though. I stopped several times and just couldn't get in a rhythm. I stuck close to home and just did three miles total, but it seemed to take forever. I did not want to go into tomorrow's long run on three days' rest, but I'm not sure I did myself any favors this morning. Just a crappy, crappy run.