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42 Ks in 42 Days 

Day 24 – Rain, Rain, Go Away

I am a terrible friend. I called Jamie about running together yesterday, but I couldn’t manage my schedule properly and had to ditch on him. It happens way too often, and it drives me crazy. Sorry Jamie!

Then there’s Adam Guimond. Adam and I talked ages ago about hooking up for a run, and then I lost his number. If we don’t get together before I finish this blog, I am going to look like a pretty big chump. Adam, if you’re reading this, call me!

However, I am three for three with my new friends at the Running Room. It’s pretty simple – as long as I show up at their scheduled running time, I have someone to work out with. This week’s turnout was sparse due to the pissing rain, but Jerry and Andrew were there, properly dressed and ready to rumble.

Then there was me. I never check the Weather Network before I head out for a run, and half the time I end up cursing my outfit choices. This run was no different. I was in a hurry to leave the apartment in the morning, so I hastily grabbed an black cotton long sleeve and a pair of black moisture grabbing splash pants. Not only was the getup a fashion disaster, it was totally inadequate for a dark and stormy night (that last cliché was bad, but you get what you pay for folks). Looking around at the handful of waterproofed runners in the room made me wish I had an umbrella, or 200 dollars for proper gear.

We ventured out into the storm with the intentions of running our regular route backwards, until Jerry suggested we scrap the plans and head into Point Pleasant Park. Brilliant idea. Not only did it make our planned eight-kilometer trek about a half kilometer shorter, it also provided some much needed scenery. Instead of looking at bland city streets, we were blessed with large, ominous waves crashing ashore and splashes of fall colours.

Despite the rain and the terrible clothing choices, I had a very enjoyable run. Sure, I had to wring my shirt out every three minutes, and I felt about ten pounds overweight, but at least I was fighting the good fight outside in the rain instead of on the treadmill. Suffering not only builds character, but it also braces me for terrible conditions come race day. I am still praying for a sunny day, but at least I know I can handle a storm if it hits. I’ll just make sure I am properly dressed.

Once the run was finished I went to the grocery store to pick up some much needed food for the house. I acquired many healthy items, including the quirky cereal Ezekial 4:9. I didn’t even know what it tasted like when I picked it up (think Grape Nuts), but any food named after a biblical quote must be good for you, right? And hey, it might bring me closer to God, which will do wonders for my prayer efforts.

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