Rain, rain on me.

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?


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