Rain Delay

Thanks to the downpour all weekend my 23 mile run was canceled. I woke up at 4 a.m. Saturday, stretched, ate a huge carbo-breakfast, Body Glided my feet, and braved the nasty rain to get to the Damen bus at 5:18 a.m.. I transfer to the Lawrence bus, where some scary bums were hanging out. I get off at the lake, and this guy is running. He shouts out "Chicago AIDS Marathon?" I say "yes." He tells me they canceled the run. Thanks for the email dudes! I spent an hour getting there, I was drenched, and I got to turn right back around on the bus. This is a time when a gal wants a car.

It was better to have it canceled than attempt to run in that monsoon. However, it sucked going to bed at 9 on Friday and waking up so early for nothing. I also spent the whole week mentally and physically preparing for this run, and now I have to repeat it all over again. Including the stress and scary feelings. I also missed hanging out with my running buddies.

So Saturday was a wash (a wash, get it? rain..wet...wash...). Sunday was much better. Nate and I had waffles and coffee, read the paper, watched mythbusters, watched Walk Hard (stupid but good for a Sunday), played katamari for hours, ordered a pizza, watched Fringe and BB10. So lots of lounging. He left to do homework and I've spent the last few hours grading papers.

This week will be just like last week, only hopefully this time it will culminate in a 23 mile run.