I am training for the Dallas Marathon. I needed to do a long
run on Saturday (14 miles), but it was raining. I decided to run anyway.
So I went to White Rock Lake for my run, but not without a
small interrogation session from my wife :)
So,
you are going to run in the rain?
Yes.
(This how the gentle interrogation of my questionable choices typically begin.
She is
being very Rogerian)
Won't
you get wet?
Yes.
(Hmmmm)
Will
you get cold?
No.
(This is Dallas, and it is 70° F outside.)
Will
you slip?
No.
(My Hokas won't let me down)
Ok.
Have to admit that there were some slippery places on the
trail and especially on the wooden bridges, and I really really didn't want to
fall.
I loved running in the rain at White Rock. Here are some of
the reasons:
1.
The rain seemed to dampen all other sounds. Not
as good as snow but beautiful in its own way.
2.
Without as many people there, I think I noticed
the lake more.
3.
There was something very beautiful about seeing
the pelicans and ducks swimming and flying over the lake shrouded in silence.
4.
The rain kept the riff raff out.
5.
Didn't have to worry as much about being run
over by a kamikaze cyclist.
6.
Felt stronger kinship to the few whom I met
running the lake with me.
7.
No waiting in lines at the water fountains.
The Hokas performed beautifully. No slips or falls, and it
does seem like that my legs feel better after my long runs than they used to.
