We’re supposedly in for two solid days and nights of rain. After my horrible sleet- and wind-filled long run recently, we reclaimed the guest room as suburban torture chamber and reassembled our treadmill.
But I just can’t bring myself to run on the thing this morning. A nine mile recovery run, inside? I can’t do it. Yesterday I did a seven miler in the rain. I was soaked, but it was still better than running on the treadmill.
Notice how I’m avoiding putting on rain gear and going outside by blogging instead?