Some days, it just isn't fun

One of the biggest misconceptions that people have about endurance runners is that shorter distances must feel easy. It does seem logical on the surface that if you can run 20 miles and feel good, then 4 miles must be child's play. Running isn't logical, so it doesn't work that way. Just like how running the same route every day can sometimes feel easy and other days really hard, sometimes a 4 mile run is tougher than a 14 mile run.

It was nasty outside yesterday morning, but I still wanted to run outside. I checked the weather and it seemed like the whole day was going to suck weather-wise, so I just got it over with early.

Mommy, you packed my snacks, right?

Don't encase me in plastic, I'll be good I promise!

My BOB has a nice weather shield that lets Faith get air (through vents) and still stay dry. The dog and I were out of luck for staying dry. What I didn't realize when I was inside was how windy it was outside. If you've never pushed a stroller in the wind, just trust me when I say it's hard. (That's what she said)

While Faith stayed dry and cozy and ate Goldfish mixed with Fruit Loops (her new obsession), Peanut and I slogged through the 4 mile route. I kept thinking "Oh man, what if it's like this for the 50 miler? That is going to SUCK". In all of my mental images of the JFK 50, it's always dry, so that was a rough reality check. At least I won't be pushing a stroller or dragging a wet dog?

After we got back, I had a chance to dry off before hitting the treadmill for 3 miles to make it 7 miles for the day. Technically it was a recovery run, but it didn't feel very recovery-y. It's hard to run an easy pace when it's pouring rain and windy, and you just want to get it over with and get back inside.

It rained the rest of the day and Faith enjoyed a chance to bust our her boots:

I bring the fashion to this blog

The boots are actually too small for her and she won't walk in them, but she still will just smack me with them until I put them on her and she just sits and giggles while she looks at her shiny pink boots.

Also, I'm so glad we moved her to a booster seat and retired the high chair. This booster seat is SO much easier to clean up than her high chair. The main drawback is that the booster seat tray is right at Peanut level, so I have to watch to make sure the dog doesn't "help" Faith with her meals.

It's predicted to rain all day again today, so I'll be back outside running in the rain again this morning. Let's hope for no wind!

What do/would you think if you saw someone out running pushing a stroller in the pouring rain? I get some funny looks, so I'm just curious. :)

What's your favorite rainy day activity? If given free rein, I'd go for a nap. Heck, it doesn't even have to be raining for that!

Also, for those who asked, plebe is the name for a first year student at the Naval Academy. In my understanding, they are pretty much everyone's bitch and they get yelled at a lot. Apparently that's supposed to make a better person/officer/whatever, or it's just that the upperclassmen really enjoying a good hazing. :)